-From Diary of an Old Soul
by George MacDonald
Creation thou dost work by faint degrees,
By shade and shadow from unseen beginning;
Far, far apart, in unthought mysteries
Of thy own dark, unfathomable seas,
Thou will'st thy will; and thence, upon the earth-
Slow travelling, his way through centuries winning-
A child at length arrives at never ending birth.
I had my first real date
last night since breaking up
with my girlfriend
, two weeks ago. This dating game thing
sure is strange, but sorta fun
. Yay for me.