As some of you know, I am getting ready to make my move to Austin, Texas. This has been a difficult decision and especially lately, it seems the universe has been throwing obstacles in my path. I am not deterred, but it does occasionally make me wonder if I am making the right decision.
Yesterday, I was going through my bookshelf, weeding out unnecessary items I don’t wish to pack. I have a few Shel Silverstein books from my childhood and as I picked one up, I thought, I really don’t need this, I’m never going to read it again though it carries fond memories for me. I opened up A Light in the Attic to a random page and the first poem I saw was this: