Although I've been kind of moping around my apartment listlessly for the last few weeks when work has been almost nonexistent, this little holiday vacation has finally paid off. I just wrote a poem that I am extremely proud of. Although it is on its first draft, it's still a major accomplishment. It's not sappy first of all, which a bad habit I tend to repeat over and over again. It's also full of references that one day may need to have footnotes, which I've always loved when I study poetry. Until I show it to someone for critique and get my heart broken because no one understands it, this will officially b the absolute best poem that I have ever written (so far). Yay!
(By the way, I've had way too much cappuccino this morning as well, so take what you will from that.)