46.

All the quick futility of my days cascaded upon me, and I wanted to scream out in helpless fury at the hopeless inevitable going on of seconds, days and years. By the time I fill in this page, said I, I will have finished my job, gone home, ... pass or failed my driving test, given my speech... and whiz(zed) through another year of my life... All this is a quick sketch of the scared naked fear and grief that congealed in me when I saw the vivid living of my days boxed off and numbered in faceless white squares...

           

            -Sylvia Plath, #118

45.

6/23/12

I will love you every day. I will fight for us, for this, for our dreams. I want to be with you forever, and I want to feel forever in every day. I don’t want to burn out, and I don’t want to have to wait for a special occasion to tell you I love you. I want to live in passion and excitement, together with you, every day.