I had a few minutes before my tute today and took a walk around Christ Church meadow. It’s not an unusual scene, especially not for me - coming from the middle of nowhere, new jersey, but it’s nice.  I can feel the overwhelming scope of what’s out there and how much more there is to the world and how big things are in comparison to me doing badly on an exam.  I like feeling small.  It happens either when I am in a bustling city and surrounded by people going and being and doing or when I stand somewhere like this and begin to realize just how immense the world is. Also, looking through Plath’s journals today, something I do fairly often.  It amazes me how eloquent she could be even in her journals.

I had a few minutes before my tute today and took a walk around Christ Church meadow.

It’s not an unusual scene, especially not for me - coming from the middle of nowhere, new jersey, but it’s nice.  I can feel the overwhelming scope of what’s out there and how much more there is to the world and how big things are in comparison to me doing badly on an exam.  I like feeling small.  It happens either when I am in a bustling city and surrounded by people going and being and doing or when I stand somewhere like this and begin to realize just how immense the world is.

Also, looking through Plath’s journals today, something I do fairly often.  It amazes me how eloquent she could be even in her journals.