Sorry I’m late to the party. I’m so glad you had a happy day yesterday, and I’m hoping you’ll have a great year to come filled with health, romance, poetry, and other good things.
I remember first really “noticing” you when I commented on the first entry that you made last October under your goal “Stop being so shy around women” (which you have since marked “Worth Doing”). You weren’t “Proud to be Poetry Boy” back then. If I remember right, you were Jamie, the Buckeye fan. This morning, I checked back through your older entries, and it looks like most of those were quotations, which generated a few cheers and even fewer comments. But after that point, you were writing longer and more varied entries, and “conversing” with and being cheered by more and more different people.
And lately, most of your entries generate at least 30-40 comments each, and your entry here, asking for help with a crazy female admirer, generated an amazing 319 comments! My goodness, what a change!
Reflecting on that amazing change brought to mind a little poem that I like. So here it is for you, in honor of all your progress in this past year, and all your new friendships here on 43-Things, and all the good things that I suspect are in store for you in the future. Happy Birthday, and many happy returns!
YOUR WORLD by Georgia Douglas Johnson
Your world is as big as you make it
I know, for I used to abide
In the narrowest nest in a corner
My wings pressing close to my side.
But I sighted the distant horizon
Where the sky-line encircled the sea
And I throbbed with a burning desire
To travel this immensity.
I battered the cordons around me
And cradled my wings on the breeze
Then soared to the uttermost reaches
With rapture, with power, with ease!
