Notes on an occurence

There are a multitude of ironies in life. I suppose you have to accept that fact before you deal with them. For instance, when I’m lonely and actually want to hang out/talk with people…no one’s around. I’ll desperately call people I only have in my cellie b/c they gave me their numbers and they won’t be home. On the flip side, when I’m holed up in my apt; watching movies, reading or contemplating the beauty of my innie belly button with no desire to be bothered, my phone rings off the hook and people want to hang out with me.   

There’s no accounting for ironies.

I spent yesterday watching tele and doing laundry–a prospect I’m actually looking forward to today as well.  I spontaneously accepted an invitation to go out with some people tonight and while I’ll go; I’m feeling exceptionally snotty about it.  Most likely because I feel as if the world is too much with me late and soon.

The world is too much with us; late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers:
Little we see in Nature that is ours;
We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!
This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon;
The winds that will be howling at all hours,
And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers;
For this, for everything, we are out of tune;
It moves us not.–Great God! I’d rather be
A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn;
So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,
Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn;
Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea;
Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.

And to think Wordsworth wrote this in 1803/4!  How apt it is to now.  (Nothing is new under the sun)

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