We were told that snow in this part of Oregon is really rare, and yet we've seen it every year since we've been here. Oh, nothing like Salt Lake, mind you. It is only one or two days - and usually just on the trees and hills, not on the roads. Currently, it is on the road.
The schools called to say that all schools in the district are closed. They were supposed to take a field trip today. Hopefully, it will get rescheduled.
I actually have more ambition today than I did yesterday - or all week rather. Not wanting to study. Not wanting to post. No desire. No emotions. And now I think I could. And Jenna's home. I would rather spend time with her.
Yesterday I wrote this pathetic poem. It sounds much better if you imagine a harmonica and sung in a blues style. I wasn't really feeling blue, just blah. It's been quite bizarre, actually. But it has passed. I'm feeling more lively now. Perhaps not lively enough to go out and enjoy the snow like Jenna does. I measured two inches of snowfall.
I have no ambition
I'm in a funk
I need some motivation
Or my grades are sunk
I'm singing imaginary blues
Though I'm really not depressed
I don't have any emotions
Don't feel happy, sad or stressed
I need to snap out of
This unfeeling stage
Replay to two discussions
And write another page
Focus on my schooling and
Take a test, no two
Aside from education
There is still so much to do
I used to make up songs and poems
When I've been in funks before
Often it worked out for me
But doesn't anymore.
Still no ambition or even allowing
My mind to roam
Still in a funk and
With a stupid poem.
Jenna's had a cough for a couple of weeks now. Would be nice if she could shake it off.
