Three hours early for the 7 am flight |
Serene, I fold my hands and wait,
Nor care for wind, nor tide, nor sea;
I rave no more 'gainst time or fate,
For lo! my own shall come to me.
What matter if I stand alone?
I wait with joy the coming years;
My heart shall reap where it hath sown,
And garner up its fruit of tears.
~ from Waiting by John Burroughs
6 comments:
You were so intimidating there! Hahaha. Who took your photo?
my boyfriend took it. that's how i normally look, actually. hahahah
that definitely is the look of a travel-snob. :)
it was the spilled coffee, honey. hahaha
Angeli? I love that photo :-)
hahaha. thanks, agnes.
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