Well, for starters… I am officially more than a month behind on a post for every day for a year.
I am trying not to make that make me feel bad, but it does and it will… and then over the grand passage of time the guilt will dissipate… if only to allow room for something new.
“The hatchet must fall on the block; the oak must be cleft to the centre. The weight of the world is on my shoulders. Here is the pen and the paper; on the letters in the wire basket I sign my name, I, I, and again I.”
~ Virginia Woolf, The Waves
My son and I volunteered as the big Greek festival through his Scout troop. I love seeing him do service, though it was interesting that he thought of it in terms of what he got out of it rather than the act of it, but he is young and I suppose that will come with maturity.
“Set wide the window. Let me drink the day.”
~ Edith Wharton, Artemis to Actaeon and Other Verses
I have had a horribly terrible no good cough for three weeks now… it is crap.
Also, that quote of good ol’ Marcus down there… well, it kinda pissed me off. Because, in my grumpy state, it seems to presume that most people don’t know that is a good idea and is all judgy and shitty. I don’t feel good, remember…
“Do every act of your life as though it were the very last act of your life.” ― Marcus Aurelius