I feel like I'm permanently stuck in one of those moods where absolutely everything that happens, no matter how small, just makes me cry. I'm a seahorse. Yes, that's it. I am a seahorse.
Joanna Newsom said that the seahorse was her favorite animal, but she wouldn't want to be one because they always look so sad. Look at this guy. He looks miserable. I guess it's because they're all hunched over like that. They're such down-lookers. They sure are pretty, though.
I don't think I'd mind being a seahorse. The ocean seems like a beautiful place to live. Dangerous maybe, but look what we're dealing with up here. It's terrifying. I mean, I might not have a place to live next semester. At least if I were a seahorse, I'd know where to live.
Not to mention I would be absolutely gorgeous. Probably the envy of the whole ocean. I don't think I've ever seen an ugly seahorse before.
I bought one of teacher's tea bowls today. It's my new favorite. I will be drinking everything from cranberry juice to coffee out of it. I just hope it doesn't fall over and die one day. Then I'll really be devastated.
I'm really going to miss ceramics. It's a total pain, but it's really fun. Very stress relieving. I wish I had a pug of clay in my room for everytime I was upset. It would be the most wedged clay on the planet. I bet it would feel super special.
Teapots and jars this week. Only somewhat dreading.
I think I miss Josh way more than I should.
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