lost for words
Am thinking of what to add to the blog lately. Attempted to put a tag-board but something was wrong with the margin. Then thought why bother when no one knows about it yet?
I'm not too sure what to write recently. Perhaps it's because after a while, I always seem to encounter the same problem and before long, it becomes a whining and ranting session.
I feel I could be at my crossroad this year. Things are gonna be changed. What exactly? Recall one of my fave poems.
THE ROAD NOT TAKEN
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
- Robert Frost
I'm not too sure what to write recently. Perhaps it's because after a while, I always seem to encounter the same problem and before long, it becomes a whining and ranting session.
I feel I could be at my crossroad this year. Things are gonna be changed. What exactly? Recall one of my fave poems.
THE ROAD NOT TAKEN
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
- Robert Frost
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