It all wears out.
I keep telling myself this,
but I can never believe me…
~ John Ashbery, “Down by the Station, Early in the Morning,” A Wave: Poems
Notes:
- Poem Source: the distance between two doors.
- Art: Lui Liu with Isolation vs. Illusion, Oil on Canvas (via Mennyfox55)
- Related Posts: “It’s Been a Long Day“
If you don’t believe in yourself, who will?
Longer, sunnier, fun-filled days are just around the corner.
This too, I believe.
And there is TRUTH.
Reminds me to get back to Game of Thrones reruns…. The visuals are powerful!
Mama said there’d be days like this…
Listen to Mama.
She be right.
Smiling. She BE right.
all stretched out –
My immediate thought was I believe in me, and I do – until I don’t. <3
Diana xo
That is so me too!
If I can’t believe me, no one else can either! Is that what you look like after no sleep Mr K? 😉
Much worse Karen. Much worse.
Ha!
The image made me so sad and weary, I couldn’t focus on the words. But yes, there are days, and yes it all wears out and yes, I would choose to hope that life itself? Goes on forever.
I know that
hope is the hardest
love we carry.
– Jane Hirshfield, from “Hope and Love,” The Lives of the Heart (Harper Perennial, 1997)
And one load I would never put down..
Yes
I can only laugh!
One can only laugh after repeating it over and over 🙂
I can’t get myself to hit ‘like’
🙁
Yes, me…most of the week and then today all of sudden there it is…optimism!
Yay for new days and shifts in the mood!
Yay for that!