Dear 43 Things Users,

10 years after introducing 43 Things to the world, we have decided we have met our last goal: completing the incredible experience that has been 43 Things. Please join us in giving one last cheer to all the folks who have shared their goals with the world, as well as all the people who have worked at The Robot Co-op to build this incredible website. We won a Webby Award, published a book, and brought happiness to a lot of people.

Starting today, 43 Things users can export their goals and entries from the site. Starting August 15, we will make the site “read only”. 43 Things users will still be able to view the site and export their content, but we won’t be taking any new content from users. We hope to leave the site up for folks to see and download their content until the end of the year. Ending on New Year’s Eve takes us full circle.

It has been a long ride (one of our original goals was to "build a company that lasts at least 2 years” - we beat that one!) While we wish the site could live on, it has suffered from a number of challenges - changes in how people use the site, the advertising industry, and how search engines view the site. We wish the outcome was different – but we’ve always been realistic about when our goals are met and when they aren't.

As of today, you will be able to download your goals and entries. See more about that on the FAQ page. Thanks for 10 great years of goal-setting and achieving.

- The Robots.

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  1. 1. write a book
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Oh Captain, My Captain

If I remember right, I was 14-15 when I wrote this…had it published through poetry.com when I was 15. Wow…that was 8 years ago! Anyways, enjoy!

Oh Captain, my Captain, wherefore didst thou go?
When ocean waves called, and whale songs implored.
For I needed thee most when e’er thou were farthest,
And yearned for thine touch when thou couldn’st reach me.

Oh Captain, my Captain, why must thee stray?
When cries from my heart yearned to scream out in pain.
When I needed thee most, thou were always afar,
When my arms opened wide, thou hadst gone to the sea.

Oh Captain, my Captain, why hast thou not returned?
When port hast expected thee two years gone by.
I miss thee far more than e’er stars do the moon
Far more than any lover whose love hast been lost.

Oh Captain, my Captain, shall I come to thee?
I long for thine comfort, for thine warm embrace.
They tell me thou art gone, that thou shall never return.
Oh Captain, my Captain, shall I meet thee soon?



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First Moves 05-11-2007

Twisting, turning, all tumbled up

Fluttering butterflies, little kicks inside

Every day a little stronger

As my excitement grows

Can’t wait for september

When I’ll hold her in my arms



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Poet's Struggle

A thought/ almost grasped
Left lingering just beyond reach
Stranded/ alone
Yet surrounded by a thousand words
Searching for the bridge
The connection that stands by/ taunting
Perfection in sight
Attainable/ yet not
Paper alone does not suffice
Words added to it
Merely a hope for the future
Combining the past and the present
A future waiting to be made
It is an orchestration of words
Awaiting the maestro to lead
Not yet worth a dime
Wishing to be priceless
Starving for perfection
Unable to perfect
Stands the poet awaiting acknowledgement



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