Thursday, September 07, 2006

The Summer of My Discontent

All week, I've been meaning to take a moment, pause, breathe, and reflect on my summer. Then, GayProf writes a witty post on his Summer goals/accomplishments. So, now, if I do what I had planned, I'll look like a Big Post-Idea-Stealing-Copying Schlub. *sigh*

Earlier this morning, I re-read how my summer began (this entry and this one, in particular). Probably not the best thing to do first thing in the morning. I'm a little choked up - remembering the Cheating Cheater and reading all the sweet comments everyone wrote.

I'm left feeling a little empty and no longer reflective. Some things are best not remembered, at least until the distance of time has dulled the sharp edges.

Since I'm stealing from GayProf, I may as well steal from another great writer ...

IT WAS the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way ...

more later. *smooch*

3 comments:

  1. I was just over there reading his list, I loved it and may JUST steal the idea for my tomorrow post. :)

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  2. It is a far, far better thing that I do, then I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I go to, than I have ever known.

    If we are in the Dickens mood, I always liked:

    "Trifles make the sum of life."

    xxoo

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  3. is that from rumble fish or i am the cheese?

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