I started a communications class this week, and we were asked to memorize a poem. This is the one I picked.
Nothing Gold Can Stay (by Robert Frost)
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
I have already finished two 6-week “module” classes. The semester is halfway done. I am done with 1/8 of my degree already.
It is getting cold. I wear my puffy coat now. My little gloves. My nose gets runny. I don’t get so nervous anymore about the day to day class. The leaves are quick to change colors and then to fall.
I remember I was on a beach in Albania this summer. I was in a sauna in an airbnb in Estonia. I was hiking in Colorado with my parents and brother. I was having dinner with my two besties in Charlotte. Santiago was here in Boston a few weeks ago.
In all of these changes, there are certain things that keep me sane. Things that keep me rooted in me. My friends and family, running, drinking coffee, eating a cookie, reading, thinking about life, sitting in bed looking at the ceiling, getting enough sleep.
The time is going fast. Very fast.
I want to slow it down. I am trying to cherish the little moments. This amazing experience.
But I know this day, this moment, this too will not stay…