1/1/11
Walt Whitman from Leaves of Grass:
YEAR that trembled and reel'd beneath me!
Your summer wind was warm enough, yet the air I breathed froze me,
A thick gloom fell through the sunshine and darken'd me,
Must I change my triumphant songs? said I to myself,
Must I indeed learn to chant the cold dirges of the baffled?
And sullen hymns of defeat?
2010 was a year full of ups and downs. It didn't feel like a rollercoaster, at least not most of the time, but it had its clearly defined highs and lows. Sometimes the rise and fall was almost undetectable. Sometimes the highs were simply moments of clarity and exhilaration, and sometimes the lows were just a fading away that went almost unnoticed.
I guess I should say that the year was fairly balanced.
The first day of 2011 hasn't been that great, but I hope for balance in the other 364 days to come.
YEAR that trembled and reel'd beneath me!
Your summer wind was warm enough, yet the air I breathed froze me,
A thick gloom fell through the sunshine and darken'd me,
Must I change my triumphant songs? said I to myself,
Must I indeed learn to chant the cold dirges of the baffled?
And sullen hymns of defeat?
2010 was a year full of ups and downs. It didn't feel like a rollercoaster, at least not most of the time, but it had its clearly defined highs and lows. Sometimes the rise and fall was almost undetectable. Sometimes the highs were simply moments of clarity and exhilaration, and sometimes the lows were just a fading away that went almost unnoticed.
I guess I should say that the year was fairly balanced.
The first day of 2011 hasn't been that great, but I hope for balance in the other 364 days to come.
posted by mac | 6:06 PM
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