Weekend at Duke

Hey all,
Its the weekend here at Duke and guess where everyone is going, Chapel Hill of course. i will pass bc im supposed to be staying in Durham.......that is the point of the switch! i have been going back a little too much for comfort. so what to do tonight? call up an old flame? nah let those fizzle. we will see, something is bound to pop up thats the beauty of college, even when ur not lookin for something to do, something to do finds you.

Day One

I don't really know why I decided to make this thing or the real purpose of blogs in general so just bear with me. New age version of a diary? A way to occupy my time during my semester in-residence at Duke? A substitute for something else? I don't know, call it what you want. I found a great poem today by Nikki Giovanni and it is called Resignation that I wanted to share. To love this way seems like it would take one's entire being, not sure if I could do it. Who could possibly be worth all that? Oh well enough of me being dramatic, enjoy the poem!

I love you
because the Earth turns round the sun
because the North wind blows north
sometimes
because the Pope is Catholic
and most Rabbis Jewish
because winters flow into spring
and the air clears after a storm
because only my love for you
despite the charms of gravity
keeps me from falling off the Earth
into another dimension
I love you
because it is the natural order of things

I love you
like the habit I picked up in college
of sleeping through lectures
or saying I'm sorry
when I get stopped for speeding
because I drink a glass of water
in the morning
and chain-smoke cigarettes
all through the day
because I take my coffee Black
and my milk with chocolate
because you keep my feet warm
through my life a mess
I love you
because I don't want it
any other way
I am helpless
in my love for you
It makes me so happy
to hear you call my name
I am amazed you can resist
locking me in an echo chamber
where your voice reverberates
through the four walls
sending me into spasmatic ecstasy
I love you
because it's been so good
for so long
that if I didn't love you
I'd have to be born again
and that is not a theological statement
I am pitiful in my love for you
The Dells tell me Love
is so simple
the thought though of you
sends indescribably delicious multitudinous
thrills throughout and through-in my body
I love you
because no two snowflakes are alike
and it is possible if you stand tippy-toe
to walk between the raindrops
I love you
because I am afraid of the dark
and can't sleep in the light
because I rub my eyes
when I wake up in the morning
and find you there
because you with all your magic powers were
determined that
I should love you
because there was nothing for you but that
I would love you
I love you
because you made me
want to love you
more than I love my privacy
my freedom my commitments
and responsibilities
I love you `cause I changed my life
to love you
because you saw me one friday
afternoon and decided that I would
love you
I love you I love you I love you