Dream Deferred

A Dream Deferred
by Langston Hughes

What happens to a dream deferred?

Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore--
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over--
like a syrupy sweet?

Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.

Or does it explode?


Kilimanjaro is still there. And I am still going to climb it.

Back at Weight Watchers this week.

TIME TO GO

Everyday I get reminded that time is ticking away. Believe it or not, that little clock is great! It stays in my truck and each day I think of Terri and the coming Kilimanjaro trip. Can't wait, it's just not ticking fast enough.

The property preservation work is going great. It just what I want to do. In-between those jobs,I have been remodeling one of our downtown properties. I have lost more weight doing this than walking. Who would have thought!