When I put my sweater on, it smelled like my room in Iowa. I guess I haven't worn it since I've been here. And the smell brought me all the way back to last year.
Nice quote, Charlotte Brontë:
"...but I counsel you to resist firmly every temptation which would incline you to look back...It is hard work to control the workings of inclination and turn the bent of nature; but that it may be done, I know from experience. God has given us, in a measure, the power to make our own fate; and when our energies seem to demand a sustenance they cannot get - when our will strains after a path we may not follow - we need neither strave from inanition, nor stand still in despair: we have but to seek another nourishment of mind, as strong as the forbidden food it longed to taste - and perhaps purer; and to hew out for the adventurous foot a road as direct and broad as the one Fortune has blocked up against us, if rougher than it."
K, so that seemed more applicable to my life last night (night has a way of making everything seem so much more complicated and difficult), but I still like and will remember this counsel. For future nights of unrest.
8 years ago
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ha!!! here my are enjoying high 80 degree weather... no sweater of cow poo for us (well not yet anyways)
Thats a good quote, and one I'll try and remember. Its easy to look back and wonder how things could have been different or regret not taking a few actions...
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