Tuesday, February 03, 2004

It is a standard fictional device to portray nature as a reflection of the psychology of a story. Often, an anomaly in nature will signify that something is wrong in the lives of men. A drought and plague torment the city of Thebes in Oedipus Rex, a storm rages at the height of King Lear’s insanity, and carrion birds circle incessantly over the castle of Macbeth.

Today, I woke up without an alarm and totally refreshed at 6:45. I hope I don’t die.

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