I don’t have many poems committed to memory… okay let’s be honest, I have almost no poems committed to memory. However this little ditty has always stuck in my mind, and of late I find it to be particularly apropos.
My candle burns at both ends
It will not last the night;
But, ah, my foes and, oh, my friends
It gives a lovely light!
– Edna St. Vincent Millay
Life has been busy. Crazy silly busy. Here’s a short to-do list to give you an idea:
- Buy new headphones
- Fix up that bike a friend gave you
- Floor hockey night
- Bocce night
- Text your aunt back
- Start getting ready for your big summer party
- Book Asheville trip
- Book Denver trip (well, decide if you’re going first)
- Book Portland (figure out when first, though)
- Celebrate your birthday
- Kayaking safety training
- Pick up tickets, so many shows coming up…
- Build shelves, lots of shelves
- Paint the mud room (do this before the shelves)
- Paint your bedroom
- Text that girl you went out with the other night (can’t tell how interested she is though…)
- Start getting ready for another juice (or semi-juice)
- Figure out which 5k’s your doing this summer
- Finish The New York Trilogy (good luck finding time for that!)
- Practice your French
I’ll be happy if I get to half of these… though at least half are not optional. To top it all off I volunteered for a special detail at work, which has been leaving me exhausted every day. Time is at a premium, sleep is at a premium, and the list just grows. Sigh. Things are, despite my frustrated tone, quite good though.
But enough of that.
What interests me most at looking at the above list is what isn’t on it. I’ve been doing a pretty poor impression of the video game and tv loving homebody I used to be. I’ve been doing and watching more sports than ever… it’s strange. Floor hockey, running, biking, kayaking… what happened to that nerd who used to stay up all night playing Xbox games? I miss him. Those Xbox games were fun.
It’s confusing really… my social circles of late have evolved along with my sporting activities…. Sometimes while sitting at happy hour I wonder if folks I’m with realize what a bonafide nerd is sitting at the table. I may be wearing an O’s cap and cooling off after a close game of hockey, but man I have a book case full of RPG books (mostly D&D) in my den downstairs… books I have no intention of ever getting rid of.
I don’t know, I suppose I’ve been feeling some dissonance about it lately. Perhaps I should journal more of it later.