How Sad a Passage

COUNTESS "This young gentlewoman had a father,--O, that 'had'! how sad a passage 'tis!--whose skill was almost as great as his honesty; had it stretched so far, would have made nature immortal, and death should have play for lack of work." -Act I scene i, All's Well that Ends Well.

Friday, December 21, 2012

Don't Not Do It

"These are the things you need to do. If you purge these mental roadblocks, you will benefit yourself. You will never be “better than the rest” if you don’t allow yourself to complete something because of worry or risk – you will be the rest. Don’t be the rest. Don’t not do it."
Ah yes, the calling of the Horsepower.  A decent one-pint night out.  It is time for the year-end boozy lunch, another in the line of great festive traditions.  The head still in a bit of whirl following the extended stay in SJS, where all transpired well in the end, even the inevitable hike up the long-stared-at mountain in the soft December snow and just in time for the Mummer's customer appreciation.  Quite the day, that one.

And where might it go from here, I wonder.  There are a variety of possibilities, all of which might work, most of which should not be explored, but time will show.  Recollections of the pint at the Royal Oak with Ms. B after that ridiculous May Bop, in terms of the uncertainty of possibilities.  Good timing though, a chance to reflect on what might be to come and potential voyages that could be taken.  I could go anywhich way. 

Time for a few Keith's it is then.  Roll on, winter, roll on.  Only 5 short months until the Southern Cross...




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