Monday, February 12, 2007

It Doesn't Matter Where You Are in the Rat Race, You're Still a Rat...

A Different Drummer...

Why should we be in such desperate haste

to succeed and in such desperate enterprises?


If a man does not keep pace with his companions,

perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer.

Let him step to the music which he hears,

however measured or far away.
Dad has this poem by Thoreau in his office-


it's one of those "to each their own" kind of message - I like it.

It's good to know where you belong, where you're really needed and who you really are at the end of each day.

Just a quiet thought for a cold winter's night - with dreams of Little Forks, Heat wave Alabama and the Promise of Summer as the fuel for tonight's mid-winter's nap. Sophie is on the mend, Nicki is still battling hard with this Flu - Hopefully both my Girls are back to 100% soon, heartbreaking to see how bad they are feeling.

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