As I am, I have been long prepared

The God Forsakes Antony

When suddenly, at midnight, you hear
an invisible procession going by
with exquisite music, voices,
don’t mourn your luck that’s failing now,
work gone wrong, your plans
all proving deceptive—don’t mourn them uselessly.
As one long prepared, and graced with courage,
say goodbye to her, the Alexandria that is leaving.
Above all, don’t fool yourself, don’t say
it was a dream, your ears deceived you:
don’t degrade yourself with empty hopes like these.
As one long prepared, and graced with courage,
as is right for you who were given this kind of city,
go firmly to the window
and listen with deep emotion, but not
with the whining, the pleas of a coward;
listen—your final delectation—to the voices,
to the exquisite music of that strange procession,
and say goodbye to her, to the Alexandria you are losing.

- Constantine P. Cavafy (1911)

The View From My Window

So I recently gave up sun and ocean and palm trees- but look what I've got now! This is the view from my bedroom window. Mt. Hood in all of her glory, just begging me to strap in for a few great runs because (YES) she still has snow. Even in the summer.

June 17th

I've run into this day like a child runs into a sliding glass door. I couldn't see it, but I felt it. I love you Gavin. I miss you every single day.