QS PRN

—CZESŁAW MIŁOSZ, translated from Polish by Czesław Miłosz & Robert Hass 

October 1, 2023 

Rearranged C’s room today. He didn’t seem to be too concerned. Now, to clean out his closet. That’s a job for a rainy winter weekend. 

Crockpot chili and football this afternoon. I really should be writing my dissertation 🫠

Count That Day Lost   

by George Eliot    

If you sit down at set of sun    

And count the acts that you have done,  

And, counting, find   

One self-denying deed, one word    

That eased the heart of him who heard,   

One glance most kind   

That fell like sunshine where it went - 

Then you may count that day well spent.  

But if, through all the livelong day,  

You've cheered no heart, by yea or nay -   

If, through it all   

You've nothing done that you can trace   

That brought the sunshine to one face -   

No act most small   

That helped some soul and nothing cost -    

Then count that day as worse than lost.   

It's a relatively (very) new phenomenon that basically anyone in your life gets access to you at all times. It was only 20 years ago that if you left the house for the day you were actually gone. You'd return messages when you came back hours or even days later. I miss those days.