I had a very relaxing day after work. Not one bit of exercise for me, which is unusual. I came home, watered the plants, and relaxed until having dinner with a friend of mine. It was calming to talk to her about all my worries concerning the MFA submission I have been putting off. I know that applying to a program does not mean you are committing, but it certainly is significant enough to make me worry. She applied for the same program and has not gone yet, so that makes me feel a little better. She has the experience and the inexperience to view both sides of the spectrum.
Another concern I'm having is about the essay that I must submit. I have to identify two of my favorite poets, critique them, and then explain why they are so influential on my writing. Guess what? I really don't have two! Does that make me a horrible writer? Probably. Great. There go all my hopes and dreams as a literary lover.
After dinner I plopped on the couch for a couple of discs from the "Blue Planet" series. That series is amazing. I watched the "Coastal" and "Tidal" portions of the series last night. There is something so calming about watching the cascading light on coral reefs and marine life "soaring" through the water.
I was disturbed by the poor penguins that can't fly and were just picked off by disgustingly fat elephant seals at the water's edge. The waters of the Antarctic are icy and deadly. It's terrifying thinking that hiding under a crashing, nearly frozen wave is a pair of giant tusks waiting to take to out to the water and skin you before devouring you. I'm not going to get all "March of the Penguins" on you, it's just that these penguins have to put up with an awful lot. Today, I'm giving it up to all the penguins that have to face the elephant seals of the world.
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