I’m short on time this morning (because work) and while I am trying to make that happen less (I’ll think on it some more this weekend), I don’t like not spending a little time in the mornings sitting with this keyboard. So while I don’t have the time to say much, I thought I would post this poem by Stephen Crane, because it is something that I think about a lot, especially when things are a little difficult. I have always found it to be freeing and stoically beautiful.
A Man Said to the Universe
A man said to the universe:
“Sir, I exist!”
“However,” replied the universe,
“The fact has not created in me
A sense of obligation.”
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