That’s how long it took me to write my essay. It was a critical analysis of poem 21 lines long. I chose it because it spoke right out like a paragraph and didn’t take obscure twists and turns – gosh I hate those.

4 hours comprised of: selecting from a list of poems I short-listed; finding enough content to fill 3 pages; getting over the phobia of writing; fighting the sense of futility; and lastly, writing it – together with all the cancelling and liquid-paper corrections.

Am I going to hand it up? Another interesting question. I could use the feedback, but I won’t want any poor marks. I didn’t write about the human condition, although the poem displayed the private nature of grief and meaning. At least that’s what I saw in it.

Oh, now my perfectionist self urges me to incorporate that and rewrite – or type out – the whole darn thing. Not a bad idea actually… should I?

(rhetorical question. My unknown self decided it before it asked)

I wish I could pause time in this dimension and take a holiday in an exact copy of this world. That would be nice.