One Art

The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.
I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.
--Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.

by Elizabeth Bishop

In an absolut world

I will:

• pack your lunch


• make the bed


• always kiss you when you're mad

You will:

• catch the spiders


• get the mail


• hug me all the time

Today I confess

1. Maybe I should accept the fact that there’s nothing between us.
Never was and never will be.
2. I had the relaxed day ever!
3. I should work on my schoolproject and I want to, but I never actually do it.
4. Saw 2 weird movies.



Just listen to the music of the traffic in the city

So, my first confession…

I must confess I sat outside the whole afternoon reading a book while actually I had to go to the gym with my friend. I haven’t been in the gym for 2 weeks now. And that is bad, really bad. Cause I’m paying for it.
However the nice shiny weather made me stay at home and so another week has gone by without doing my fitness exercises.