Why wont they let a year die without bringing in a new one on the instant, cant they use birth control on time? I want an interregnum. The stupid years patter on with unrelenting feet, never stopping—rising to little monotonous peaks in our imaginations at festivals like New Year’s and Easter and Christmas—But, goodness, why need they do it?
John Dos Passos
John Dos Passos (1896–1970), U.S. novelist, poet, playwright, painter. Diary entry, December 31, 1917. The Fourteenth Chronicle: Letters and Diaries of John Dos Passos, ed. Townsend Ludington (1973).
Written at 12:30 p.m. in Italy while Dos Passos served in the American Red Cross Ambulance Service during the First World War.
Oh This Day is upon us.
Good Morning & Happy Monday,
The day of joy is here & I’m going to celebrate.
Today is Monday 01/06/V3.4 & it is Joy’s 29th Birthday & Keisha’s 22nd Birthday. Happy Birthday Ladies.
I left on time this morning, then remembered I was supposed to get a new pass on Saturday. I didn’t leaner the house on Saturday. Turned back around & went home & got cash. Still made the bus on time. That’s how I roll.
Also it isn’t cold out here. I’m dressed appropriately for the Monday.
The word of the day is terminus which is the end of a transportation line or route; any finishing point. This breakfast has reached its terminus this morning.
So we are planning our after work accordingly. Going to have to make a couple calls, eat dinner, clean, & relax.
Starting a new book/author this week also. Going to be an exciting week.
Make it fantastic.