I'm a dork. And I am well aware that I'm a dork, but I have never felt like one more than when I was watching the premier of New Girl with Zooey Deschanel.
I am her character. I have done that "doing sexy things with the pillow" dance virtually exactly how she did it - song and all. I have made up, and then sang, a theme song for myself... in front of people.
Holy crap, I'm a dork.
And I always have been, especially in high school. I was such a nerd in high school that instead of having inside jokes about crazy drunken parties, my friends and I had inside jokes about stuff we learned in our advanced English class.
One of our favorites was one that incorporated this week's theme: carpe diem, which means "sieze the day". Whenever someone would remark on our lounging or laziness (and imply that we should be practicing carpe diem), we'd reply sarcastically that we were "saving it for the worms." The phrase is a reference to Andrew Marvell's poem "To His Coy Mistress" and the unorthodox English teacher John Keating from Dead Poets Society.
Whether you're talking about a woman's virginity or the quality of your life, the message is the same: take advantage of today because you don't know how many more todays you have. And that's what a carpe diem poem is: a poem with a theme of living for today.
Cruising Past Chaos
Paperwork on my "To Do" pile
Has fluttered onto the off-white carpet
Riddled with dog hair.
The sink has belched the dishes
Onto the crumbs stuck to the countertop,
And the laundry basket
Is invisible under the drape of jeans and sweaters.
I trip over a wayward shoe
I had yanked off and underhanded against the wall
On the way to the living room after work
As I fight my way upstream toward the door.
Yet my hand hovers over the doorknob.
And my conscious forces me
To turn back to the chaos
Because I nearly forgot my sunglasses.
I'll need 'em for my cruise
In my new car
On the highway
At sunset
To nowhere.
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