We’ve been going through Cathedral by Carver in English Literature today.
Every time I get to the end I feel kinda a sting
Kinda like jealousy? I feel jealous about the narrator getting his spiritual awakening…
It’s not like I want to achieve that too, but
It’s that connection by which you awake
I’m jealous about him being able to do that.
He’s about as stuck in a social rut as I probably would be, and even he could get something out of a visit.
I don’t think I’d be able to do something without a boost…
If that changes once I’m 18, though.
I dunno.