Can I stop spending my days in a state of torpor like quitting on life? I think I have to do it, but only in thought it whirls, I cannot help myself. Days over, however, I'll do it anyhow, anyway.
Three years or four years, I cannot tell. In number, four years have passed since then, though, the shadow has actually cast three years. Three years could be either long or short, but anyways, I cannot stand time’s whipping any more, nor does she. She already expressed her resolution and I did mine, yet I’m not confident in our minds because emotions don’t come up to one´s will or expectation. “Do your best. Man proposes and God disposes.” I think she has done her best and I’ve done it my way. We have constantly proposed it, so the disposition is God’s will. If it comes along against our expectations, it is not her destination. We’re prepared to accept it, though we should bear some disappointment and despair. Temporary depression could follow.
Let time flows on, and against all odds, we’ll live our own ways respectively willing to be agreeable to nature.
Brit...
