I wonder why I don't go

What would come, would come...and you would have to meet it when it did. I'm sorry for my inability to let unimportant things go, for my inability to hold on to the important things. I wonder why I don't go to bed and go to sleep. But then it would be tomorrow, so I decided that no matter how tired, no matter how incoherent I am, I can skip on hour more of sleep and live. One always has a better book in one's mind than one can manage to get onto paper. Life is too short, or too long, for me to allow myself the luxury of living it so badly. I learned this, at least, by my experiment; that if one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams. I know that the whole point the only point is to find the things that matter and hold on to them, and fight for them, and refuse to let them go.

When I wake up every morning, I smile and say, "Thank You"
Because out of my window I can see the mountains, then go hiking with my dog and share her bounding joy in the world.
With respect,