If
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting
Or, being lied about, not deal in lies
Or, being hated, not give way to hating
And yet don't look too good nor talk too wise
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat these two imposters just the same
If you can bear to see the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue
Or walk with kings - nor lose your common touch
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you
If all men count with you, but none too much
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run
Then yours is the Earth and all that is in it
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!
In fulfillment of today's task, the above poem was typed from memory. I was going to leave this update at that, but then I remembered I had date details to fill you in on. So here they are: my date was Kristin, a longtime friend from school. We had dinner at a restaurant in town before going to see Harry Potter with the rest of our friends. I had originally planned to have the date on a different night, but I am glad it ended up this way. We were able to have a good one-on-one conversation, which is something I realize I don't have very often, but also got to spend time with our wonderful group of friends--adorable good-bye hug lines and all.
Speaking of adorable, it seems there is going to be a movie version of Where the Wild Things Are (I would embed the preview, but embedding is disabled and this is probably worth watching a large version of anyway).
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