It's December again. Summer is long over; short days, long nights, and a reminder that we're all dying, and not that slowly. Haruki wrote:
The bloom of summer came home to me after all these years. The tidewater smell, the cry of distant steam whistles, the touch of girls' skin, the lemon scent of hair rinse, the evening breeze, fond hopes, summer dreams... Even so, everything was ever so slightly off, as if little by little the tracing paper had slipped irretrievably from the lines of summers past.
Anyways, 10 p.m., and I'm off to work, trying to put the tracing paper back in place for one more night.
9 comments:
you sure do know a lot of poetry, and people and things i've never even heard of!
The benefits of old age, lol.
speaking of old...i went to the doc today and he says i have the back of a 45 year old. yikes! random, but now i feel old too.
Oh oh. Time to start with the vitamin D and calcium, eh?
What type of medicine is your specialty?
Anon: Currently that is in a state of flux. I think I'm about to switch to pediatrics or internal medicine.
It would have been good if you'd been in LA. Your godson could have used your help!
Hey,
I hope the career planning is going well. Have a great holidays.
KM
hey, you too!
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