Poetry is Stressful

I got a late start on my Frost vs. Longfellow paper, and since it needed to be at least 8 pages in length, I started off a little worried. The first 3 pages or so came out well, but the rest sort of dragged on. I am so happy, I am finally finished with the paper, it is turned in and now my life can return to normal (normal for my life I guess). Finished I am, no more moods, meters, pentameters, stanzas, metaphors or imagery for me tonight. Now I can rest… at least until I have to start my C# project next week, then I think I can sit still for a few weeks, before Psychology courses start on January 8th. This whole winter break thing is seeming shorter than it used to. When I was a child, wasn’t this break like 4 weeks?