And Frustratingly General Statements Regarding the Present

Marisa and I are awake, which is true without being remarkable, but tomorrow we are going to Ohio. We are going as much to Ohio as you can go without accidentally overshooting and going to, for example, Kentucky, which is another trip for other times, including but not limited to the past. Marisa is writing a blog post, and I am writing a Wikipedia article about a Bohemian noble family that was important until 1634, when the last one died. So, read Marisa's blog, and have needlessly picky questions about the past, kind readers. This is the sort of space we can fill in your lives at this moment.

This Is True

The fact that I am wearing contacts, and so can see, is making me feel as if I've already accomplished something today. As if, even now, I am accomplishing something.


P.S. I have longer things to say. In time.

Wanted

For this summer, some sort of dress-option which, while seeming completely ordinary in any context I choose to inhabit, obscures all flesh which indicates to any significant degree any information regarding one's genetic inheritance or personal behavioral inclinations. Forearms are fine, even including wrists, due to the extremely low concentration of Romantic poets in Ann Arbor, based on close observation and collection of data. This has been inspired by a woman I just saw wearing a dress over some short drawstring pants with sandals. She's getting there, but there's a long way to go.


Also, beyond comfort, serendipity, and new love, reading Greek produces the best general feeling I can think of, especially since only one of those three is readily available.

The Extremely Wide Ocean, The Summer!

I'm being distracted from these mountains of Greek by thinking about going to Poland, which prompted me to actually print out the forms which will allow me to do so, which is a positive step, so this straying from Greek is not an entirely bad thing, or at least not until I realize that I am wrong in this respect.

So, I'm going to Poland! And I will get on a boat and be afraid of the ocean and the ocean will be consistently terrifying, yet beautiful! At this point in my thought process I get caught up in wondering what I will read during this interminable nautical process. I imagine it wouldn't be a great idea to go with my usual method of making this decision, which is taking everything. I keep imagining the horror of finding out that I've taken a library book aboard, and it gets recalled three days out in the internetless seas, but I don't know this, and then I find myself in Kraków with a book and thousands upon thousands of dollars in fines. Exaggeration is essential here. It's been suggested that I take myself through the entire Odyssey, because it is a sea book, except for the land parts, and a journey book, claro, and a large part of me is drawn to this idea of only having this one book (and the dictionary, its helper book) and slowly coming to know all its corners as I head past Iceland, or something like that, trying not to become fixated on the idea of icebergs. And then I go mad. So among the less stressful plans I am struggling to solidify my conception of the future in order to make, is this one. Suggestions are welcome, either for books to read or how to choose the kind of books that would suit the situation. Because the ocean is extremely wide, and the summer is allegedly approaching.

This should be a pub!

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