After posting that slightly delirious update yesterday about getting accepted to Penn State, I had a glass of wine, calmed down, had some dinner, then baked brownies from scratch and walked up to the grocery store to buy ice cream to go with them. I half-heartedly tried to recruit a few friends for a celebratory drink, but as it was 9pm on a very windy and rainy Wednesday, no one was biting. So, I settled myself on the couch, with brownies and ice cream and wine, and I opened the new Moleskine journal I got for my birthday last month, and I wrote a poem for my new cat.
That's how poets celebrate.
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