What are days for?
Days are where we live.
They come, they wake us
Time and time over.
New mid-life obsession- how do I choreograph the next 20 years of my life, if God allows me good health and 20 more years? How to stage, old age?
They are to be happy in:
Where can we live but days?
“I like New York”, he tells me.
“Why are you surprised? You don’t like NYC?”
Oh, I do. But back then, I liked LA better. Now, after London, don’t know if I can do SoCal with the driving and strip malls again!
Ah, solving that question
Brings the priest and the doctor
In their long coats
Running over the fields. – Days, Philip Larkin