At work, I have fun. Sometimes that fun can be heightened or ruined by a song that is stuck in my head (the heightening and ruining depend on the song). This week was different. Very different. This week I had something even better than a song stuck in my head and it was there all week. It was a poem. Samuel Taylor Coleridge (you're the man):
In Xanadu did Kubla KhanA stately pleasure-dome decree:
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.
It almost sounds like a wave. It was better than any song.
This week I had 4 quizzes, 1 practice test, 2 accounting lessons and 6 classes to attend. I am grateful youthful snacks and poets who keep my week alive and exciting.
I am very happy.