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Tracy's Writings: 2007-07-15

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

SUMMER WARMTH

When summer comes
Are you going to be excited for the sun?
Ready to enjoy the fun?
Meet me at the beach
To be free and to
Harvest in the glory of warmth.

THE LIBRARY
It's quiet, airy, and full of books. I thought I would come out and enjoy the quietness and get away from my room & computer—although there are computers here. Usually it’s quiet at home too—provided I am by myself or no one is bothering me. I thought I'd
come and look at the CD's to make a mix for myself. Indeed, I did find some CD's. All I know is when I am done procrastinating, I will have to do my homework. My shitty homework. I came here to work on some projects for my writing workshop, but I am really avoiding the fact I have to study for my class, Biological Basis of Behavior. I feel snowed under thinking about the homework I have to do. I found out from a name dictionary that my name, Tracy, “is from the Anglo-Saxon, meaning brave.” I surely don’t feel brave at times. I wonder why my mother chose that name for me. Did she see me as growing up to become a brave person? Or did she just like the name? It is also
a variant of Theresa and used also as a masculine name. Theresa is from the Greek therizein, "to reap." I feel that the library can be an overwhelming place, especially with the internet at our finger tips. Instead of looking things up the old-fashioned way, I tend to take the easy way out by looking up things on the internet. Whatever happened to writing letters by hand, as opposed to e-mail? I am just reminded of how lazy, impatient and plagued I can get or have become.

Going to New York City

to shadow my hallucination of making it big.
Leaving my ho-hum suburb for a chance,
leaving the people I thought I trusted behind.

They are laughing at me for
leaving to go to New York City:
“Why would anyone want to live
there,” giving me a startling glare

thinking I’m deranged and possibly
dangerous for wanting New York.
All the more reason I want to go--to show them.
I’m leaving for the inclination

to pursue a risk in the hope
of a favorable outcome.
I only wish, I really wish
I were going to New York City.