Kubla Kahn is a fantastic poem by Coleridge and is the inspiration for this blog. Xanadu is this magical pleasure dome that sits next to these dangerous cliffs and precipices. Don't know what I'm talking about? Go smoke some opium and get back to me. Anyways, I see our (Luke and I) life as some sort of fantastical pleasure dome. While the outside world crumbles around us, hey, at least we've got eachother in our own little world. Enough explaining the title, how are you?
In my final year of school at BYU I find myself having to read much more than I ever have before. There are many varied works and most, unfortunately, they hardly get more than a quick glance or a Wikipedia summary. Not like those girls who sit next to me who read and analyze the entire text. Come on, who has time for that? I've got a job here people...and while being the manager at a corporate office has it's perks (Finally gettin' some respect 'round here!) it also has its downfalls (ummm, just because something went wrong doesn't mean it's my fault, btw). See, pleasure dome (me and luke) craggy precipice (work and school).
So that's life for right now. I want to get a new office desk for luke, a new red bookcase and a new armoire 'cause I feel like it. I love the feeling of people complimenting me on our apartment because I feel that I put so much work (not to mention hard earned money!) into it that it totally deserves it (I can see my apartment quietly smiling to its figurative self every time). Plus, I really feel that living in a place that looks nice is what really makes it a home. I mean, people say all the time, 'It's not where you live it's who you're with'...or something like that. But hell, I know that there are loads of places Luke and I could live and be totally miserable...from a home standpoint at least. So, slowly but surely our apartment is turning into a beautiful, totally fab pad. Now, I kinda don't want to move. Weird.
Now I'll bid you (all 1 or 2 of you) adieu and continue waiting for Godot (a text I have been quite interested in as I unearthed it from the back of my mind as inspiration for a writing assignment. I think we all feel like we're waiting for Godot sometimes...or has he already come and we missed him?).
Who would win in a fight? A lion vs. a shark...or me? :)
