This year began with a beautifully bubbly soiree and three of my greatest friends in a new favorite city.
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| Roadtrippin' to DC with my girl (and Izzy) |
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| Champions of the champs bar |
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| L & T wishing a very voluminous new year to all! |
What might have been is an abstraction
Remaining a perpetual possibility
Only in a world of speculation.
What might have been and what has been
Point to one end, which is always present.
Footfalls echo in the memory
Down the passage which we did not take
Towards the door we never opened
Into the rose-garden. My words echo
Thus, in your mind.
But to what purpose
Disturbing the dust on a bowl of rose-leaves
I do not know.
Other echoes
Inhabit the garden. Shall we follow?
Remaining a perpetual possibility
Only in a world of speculation.
What might have been and what has been
Point to one end, which is always present.
Footfalls echo in the memory
Down the passage which we did not take
Towards the door we never opened
Into the rose-garden. My words echo
Thus, in your mind.
But to what purpose
Disturbing the dust on a bowl of rose-leaves
I do not know.
Other echoes
Inhabit the garden. Shall we follow?
T.S. Eliot, The Four Quartets
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| From dtown to DC -- there is nothing more spectacular than old friendship |
Happy 2015 -- may all your mistakes be new ones.
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