Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover. -- Mark Twain
Thursday, September 13, 2012
nothing gold can stay
As I was driving out to my new city this past weekend (which I will hence forth refer to as Sticks, since it's in the middle of nowhere), I was marveling at the loveliness of the corn fields and trees and wide, open spaces. My heart was swelling with contentment. I must have looked like a lunatic, stopping to snap a photo on my camera, sending it to my brother with the caption, "Look! Fields again!" I am so happy. So happy to be getting back to the country; so happy and grateful for this new job/opportunity. I was and still am heart brimmingly happy! I am living in this glow that I know will eventually fade, so I am clinging to it and just being happy it's mine for a while. Ah, the fleeting wonder of things, like the fall, which is creeping up on us. Fall makes me think of this poem...which makes me think of The Outsiders, and damn it! Now, I have to watch the movie...