I'm sitting here at a table in Faculty Parlors at 1:40 a.m. on a Sunday working on my thesis and having a mini panic attack -- natural for a college senior in her thesis semester, right?
Hemingway is certainly giving me a headache, but I can't help being jealous of him. He had the joyous luck of being able to sit in cafes in Paris all day drinking heavily and writing novels and reading great literature. Too bad he didn't appreciate it.
So my plan now is to go live in Paris for awhile and read books and write and be scholarly. I mean, I'll probably have to get a job too but that's just a minor detail.
#daydreams.
