Just less than a month left before the end of the year, and sometimes I feel like drowning. There are so many things left for me to do and I often wonder if I can finish it all.
There’s the novel that still has no ending.
There are numerous articles to be edited.
There’s a need to look for a better career.
There’s the question about graduate school that needs to be answered.
I need a giant heave that will carry me through the end of December.
So, who’s with me?
I am not jealous
of what came before me.
Come with a man
on your shoulders,
come with a hundred men in your hair,
come with a thousand men between your breasts and your feet,
come like a river
full of drowned men
which flows down to the wild sea,
to the eternal surf, to Time!
Bring them all
to where I am waiting for you;
we shall always be alone,
we shall always be you and I
alone on earth,
to start our life!
One of my favorite poems from my favorite author. Just thought of sharing it to my readers. 🙂