I am so relieved I got special permission to at least write about this though. I might have had to papercut my wrists if I had to do the undergrad paper topics.
In any case, the only reason I mention this is because, as everyone well knows, The Road is my favoritest book ever (I can read it a million times and still be struck with the same emotions I got the first time around). And I don't think I posted anywhere one of my favorite moments in the book:
You're not the one who has to worry about everything.
The boy said something but he couldnt understand him. What? he said.
He looked up, his wet and grimy face. Yes I am, he said. I am the one.
--[pg. 259, The Road]
No matter how many times I read that section, I get chills, it's so beautiful.
7 pages written, 5 to go. I have so much to say, but at the same time, I'm having a lot of trouble organizing and making things relevant so it feels like I don't have enough and that I'm pulling teeth here...