A nearly perfect evening...

Tonight, when other plans fell through, I decided that I was going to take it easy. I checked out several books from the library today--Wordsworth, Eliot, Frost, Chopin, etc--and decided to spend the evening reading poetry, while listening to classical masterpieces by candlelight. It was so relaxing, yet stimulating, to read these works of poetry and decipher the metaphors within. It was wonderful...

...until the candle wax spilled all over the table, and my allergy medicine wore off--leaving me feeling horrible and unable to breathe. Then my roommates came home and were discussing various things, making the atmosphere vanish ever so quickly.

Sigh...it was great while it lasted!

I am loving this return to poetry...tomorrow, after a day of planting palm trees at church, perhaps I'll take some time to write some of my own. :)

Until then...