Cotton

Today, my head is full of cotton. My throat is sore and my eyes are tired.
So this will be short. Because I don't feel like writing much. But I felt obligated to write on this blog. Mostly because I started it and should at least use it in case anyone starts following it. But I don't know if anyone will since I guess no one really cares if my head is full of cotton or not.
Regardless, I still came to school and did a timed writing in AP lit. Why? Because I had to. Because it needed to be done. And because now it's over and I can lay my head down until fourth block when I have to work again for AP European History. And anyway, I still came up with a new revelation for my timed writing.
But let me start at the first. The writing had to be on Their Eyes Were Watching God by Zora Hurston. You had to use a symbol. I chose the symbol of the pear tree, which I thought would be easy and straightforward. It wasn't all that. But while I was writing I realized that the pear tree is a really amazing symbol for the way Janie searches for love. She doesn't do it right. A pear tree sits in one place and waits for a bee to come to it. It doesn't actively seek the bees. In the same way, Janie just sits around and waits for love to come to her. She doesn't look for it, she just waits. She wants so much but never gets it because she doesn't work for it.
Anyway... my head is pounding now so maybe I'll write more about it tomorrow. I foresee an entire post about that book because I really enjoyed it. Perhaps I'll post my essay when I type it up... But maybe no one's interested in reading that.
And this was way longer than I had wanted it to be...