It's Gonna Be a Good Day

Have you ever had a day when you wake up and you just know it's going to end up beautifully? First of all, I had a brilliant idea right before I went to sleep. It was about Quinn and his brother and sisters, the Curtains story. So of course I had to write it down. I just need names for his siblings. I was thinking of naming them James, Dreia, and Gail. I'm not quite sure. I woke up and read the bit, and it was nice, in my opinion.

I finished Book One of Little Women. Sadly, I've read Book Two already, and what depresses me is that Laurie and Jo don't marry each other! That is what I hate about Jo! Otherwise she and Laurie are my favorites, but she doesn't marry him! She marries some old Professor, and Laurie marries Amy, the worst of the lot!

I'm calm now. But Louisa May Alcott made a mistake there.

And it was bright and sunny, with dew on the grass when I woke up. MuggleNet.com was updated. Wikipedia's main article was about Down With Optimism! (Well. Not really. But that's how I took it.) K woke up and behaved like a mop (that is the word 'moron' but I accidentally pressed the 'p' and spacebar. Again.) but I didn't lose my temper once!

Of course I've got a large amount of math to do, but nothing can spoil this day!

(NO! I'm not being optimistic! I know it's going to be fine! Not hoping! Knowing!)

It's a Rosalind Penderwick kind of feeling. I know that today's going to be great.

Quote for Sunday, August 23, 2009:

"More than any other time in history, mankind faces a crossroads. One path leads to despair and utter hopelessness. The other, to total extinction. Let us pray we have the wisdom to choose correctly."

-Woody Allen

(http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Pessimism)

Mysterious Ways

One day you will look... back

And you'll see... where

You were held... how

By this love... while

You could stand there

You could move on this moment

Follow this feeling

That's from the U2 song Mysterious Ways. The song reminds me of certain curtains. The curtains are dark silky purple, with black velvet stars and moons all over. The mysterious curtains frame a picture window at night, sweeping the floor elegantly, gathering dust and making people sneeze. There is a group of four people sitting on the window ledge: one, a boy, dozing as he holds an open book in his hand; another, his sister, a skinny girl with dark hair, frowning and sulking with her back to the sea; their older sister, plucking nervously at a silver bracelet she's wearing, staring at the ocean as though it had taken something irreplaceable from her, long ago; and the last, the oldest brother, tall and serious, who is waking up the younger boy while keeping an eye on the shady shape lurking at the door.

The youngest boy, Quinn, wakes up and sees how the moon shines through the curtain, making it glow in the dark. Mother's favorite curtains. Do they really have to leave them behind? Now?

"Quinn, let's go!"

This scene is completely made up, of course, but the curtains, though lengthened, are not. I have them! Oh, gorgeous curtains! Lovely!

Quote for Friday, August 21, 2009:

Resolve to take fate by the throat and shake a living out of her.

-Louisa May Alcott

(http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Little_Women)