Ode to. . .

No thanks, no more, no love
I'm done, I've had enough. . .
—lyrics from a Rachael Yamagata song

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This is one of my favourite poems. I couldn't remember who wrote it, just one line resonated in my mind: "the dog of my heart."

Love Without Love
by: Luis Llorens Torres

I love you, because in my thousand and one nights of dreams,
I never once dreamed of you.
I looked down paths that traveled from afar,
but it was never you I expected.
Suddenly I've felt you flying through my soul
in quick, lofty flight,
and how beautiful you seem way up there, far
from my always idiot heart.
Love me that way, flying o'er everything.
And, like the bird on its branches, land in my arms
only to rest,
then fly off again.
Be not like the romantic ones who, in love, set me on fire.
When you climb up my mansion,
enter so lightly, that as you enter
the dog of my heart will not bark.

I often thing of song lyrics in relations to the situations in my life. Unfortunately, most of the songs I love are super sad and/or sappy love songs/ballads.

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I should be in class right now. It started at 3:30. I guess I should go, just to sign the roll, at least.

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The opening reception for the photography show is tonight. I got compliments on my work from three people, including my teacher. That's cool. I'm not expecting to win anything, but if I do, it's a plus. Some nice prizes are up for grabs, and I could really use a new camera bag.

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Yeah, so I'm totally wasting time right now. I should go to class.

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I must make a valient effort not to fail photography this semester.