Desiderata

Eighteen years ago, I first read Max Ehrmann’s prose poem “Desiderata” in the room description of a MUD. It resonated deeply with me, and I tend to revisit it when my life feels like an ill-tailored suit. Desiderata Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep...

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this is really

After a long day at the library, I walked to Hayes Valley and met with a new friend to discuss his poetry project. He dropped me off at home, where my fiancé was waiting with hugs, kisses, and a mug of freshly-brewed tea. I had Chinese takeout leftovers for dinner while watching an episode of “Fringe”.  Now the cats are hanging out with me and I am fiddling with my website. I am having a serious moment of hell yes, this is really my life.

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