Work have been hectic and with preparation for Reunion still not getting anywhere, I am a bit drain. But not to the point of breaking up yet.
A fren forwarded a poem by her fav poet to get me through the day..compliments to Asma;
The Guest House
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
Some momentary awareness comes
As an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they're a crowd of sorrows,
Who violently sweep your house
Empty of its furniture,
Still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
For some new delight.