These memories lose their meaning
When I think of love as something new...
-In My Life - The Beatles

Things I used my giftcard for at Barnes and Noble:

• The Selected Poetry of Edna St. Vincent Millay
• Selected Poetry of Byron
• A grande banana mocha frappuccino light (on two occasions)
• A 2006/2007 daily planner for college; very pretty with butterflies on it :-)

Here am I, yet another goodbye...
-Enya

Today I bid adieu to two dear friends...won't see them again until Christmas, most likely. The same will go for next week, with MANY other friends...how will I bear this? Ah well, life goes on.
I didn't get much sleep last night, today I feel so dazed and weary. But so far, it's been nice: after one friend left today, the other and I went to a coffee shop and read lots of poetry: two of T.S. Eliot's The Four Quartets and The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, aloud. I was AMAZED at how profound some of Four Quartets is, there was one passage in particular that spoke for nearly everything I feel right now. Shocking. (also shocking: my friend hadn't read The Lady of Shallot yet...)
Mmm that's all for now. Oh, and I wrote a very strange poem last night. I wonder if I should post it.