Wednesday, March 13, 2002

MORE TO COME LATER TONIGHT

I promised Nick I would not stay in this here computer lounge for long. Why, I don't know.

Today was the most sublimely beautiful day--all mild and humid and smelling like spring. . . and my mood wasn't so bad either. I will give full analysis later. Right now, I just wanted to say, It's Over. I'm calling it, and Fate can read this and decide to screw me over again. But for now, I'm saying the shit is over. Now all that is left is picking up the pieces, and moving on on on. Dave had a good quote on his AIM, from William Blake (one of my favorite guys). It was all about not grasping onto happiness, but enjoying it when it was here. It made me think of a poem, one I used to love back in higschool. It has new meaning now, so here goes:

Living...

To touch the cup with eager lips and taste, not drain it;
To woo and tempt and court a bliss--and not attain it;
To fondle and caress a joy, yet hold it lightly,
Lest it become necessity and cling too tightly;
To watch the sun set in the west without regretting;
To hail its advent in the east--the night forgetting;
To smother care in happiness and grief in laughter;
To hold the present close--not questioning hereafter;
To have enough to share--to know the joy of giving;
To thrill with all the sweets of life--is living.
........Unknown

So there you go. I can't say I won't cling to a love that is true, but hey, time will tell what I will do. (wow! I rhymed!)

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