un petit rêve

Several accomplishments over the past few hours:

1. Slicing my last avocado and rigging it in a little basket made of aluminum foil. It is suspended over a mug of tap water. I hope it does not:
a. drown
b. get poisoned by Muncie's water
c. develop a seasonal affective disorder due to its lack of sunlight
I hope it does:
a. grow in a shorted time than the estimated 4-6 weeks.

2. Not reading Communication Law:
a. Ch. 5, pgs. 176-232
b. Ch. 6, pgs. 233-280

3. Sending e-mails to graduate schools, which is a big step for me. I am terrified, as is everyone that goes through this process. Universities do an outstanding job at making candidates feel insignificant and ill-prepared.

4. Staring at my copy of Candide, getting excited to read it, opening it and reminding myself that I have other things more urgent.

5. Staring at my bed. Not longingly or anxiously or lustily. Just staring. I'm not all that sure I remembered to breath. This part of the night was exhausting.

Here's hoping this blog becomes a part of little avocado tree's growth. I will include dashes to mark it's height.