meanderings, musings & mullings
This CNY weekend, cable TV is free and Casablanca is on right now! Woo hoo!
Beyond the East the sunrise, beyond the West the sea, And East and West the wanderlust that will not let me be; It works in me like madness, dear, to bid me say good-by!
For the seas call and the stars call, and oh, the call of the sky!
I know not where the white road runs, nor what the blue hills are, But man can have the sun for friend, and for his guide a star;
And there's no end of voyaging when once the voice is heard, For the river calls and the road calls, and oh, the call of a bird!
Yonder the long horizon lies, and there by night and day The old ships draw to home again, the young ships sail away; And come I may, but go I must, and if men ask you why, You may put the blame on the stars and the sun and the white road and the sky!
― Gerald Gould
for the small things. For the frankness. For the time spent. For the patience. For the bumps. For the journey. For the comradeship. For the honesty. For the indifference. For being surprisingly more understanding than I could ever have imagined.
The bane of the holiday season. The pressure to spend it with that significant other. But what if your better half drags their heels at the thought of spending NYE with you? Do you blame it on the pressure of too many parties? Do you put it down to rejecting silly societal conventions? Or is it an indicator that it is time to bale? All said and done, the holidays can bring out the best and worst in us all.
