TO ME, HAPPINESS IS...

(basically what I currently want but cannot have due to the following: a year left in undergrad as an english major, dieting, and a cuddle-resistant pet cat.)
  1. Reading what I want.
    This includes Stephen King because whooooo cares if he writes formulaic fiction?! Not me. Keep your Faulkner, give me King.
  2. Not having to respond to what I read with 8-10 pages of me pretending to be smart with lots of "therefore," "thus," and "notably" thrown in.
    Words are hard, people. Lit theories are harder.
  3. Strawberry ice cream.
    Obviously.
  4. & cuddles.
    But really, why does my cat hate me...