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Showing posts with label Shakespeare. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Shakespeare. Show all posts
Tuesday, May 28, 2013
Find though she be but little...
This is one of my favorite quotes from Shakespeare and it’s from A Midsummer Night’s Dream. The quote speaks volumes to me because I’m of petite size and while sometimes I’d replace the word ‘fierce’ with ‘sassy,’ I think it describes me all the same. A Midsummer Night’s Dream was one of my favorite Shakespeare plays to read in 8th grade, probably because it wasn’t as macabre as Hamlet and it had faeries in it. I’ll admit, I had sort of a literary crush on Oberon – he was the king of faeries and really hot in my imagination. It’s been a while since I’ve picked up a Shakespeare play…
Sunday, May 26, 2013
Night Owl vs. Day Lark
You know how
some people get more done in the early hours of the morning? That’s not me. I’m
a night owl and I’ve always been one for as long as I remember. It used to make
my dad mad because I like staying up late at night and then as a result, I’d
sleep in on the weekend till 11 or 12. He told me it was a waste of natural
daylight and electricity. But there’s something about the quiet of the night
and everyone else sleeping that helps me get all my thoughts in order.
Thank goodness
for queuing. If it weren’t for that, I wouldn’t ever be able to post anything
before 1AM. I’ve found that regardless of much or how little I sleep, once it
gets past the midnight hour, I can stay up hours after that. I usually end up
writing most of my posts at that point. I’m guessing this might change once I
start my new job. Most jobs don’t run on my strange sleep schedule.
I call myself a
night owl and I assigned the term “day lark” to my opposite. I got the idea
from that one scene in Romeo and Juliet where they try and convince each other
that the bird that’s singing is the late night bird and not the lark that sings
in the early morning. I guess that AP English pays off. I know there’s an Emily
Dickinson poem about the early morning birds singing but I can’t for the life
of me remember what it’s called. Anyone know what it’s called?
What do you
classify yourself as? A night owl or a day lark?
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