To a Friend
I ask but one thing of you, only one,
That always you will be my dream of you;
That never shall I wake to find untrue
All this I have believed and rested on,
Forever vanished, like a vision gone
Out into the night. Alas, how few
There are who strike in us a chord we knew
Existed, but so seldom heard its tone
We tremble at the half-forgotten sound.
The world is full of rude awakenings
And heaven-born castles shattered to the ground,
Yet still our human longing vainly clings
To a belief in beauty through all wrongs.
O stay your hand, and leave my heart its songs!
Why not start off with a little poetry to cleanse the palate?
But seriously, Anjeong-ri is proving to be unhealthy for me both emotionally and physically. I continue to self-medicate with copious amounts of alcohol and I’m starting to feel the effects. Need to slow down and pace myself so I can make it until May. By god, I’ll do it or die trying! Heh.
Anyway, I’m staying relatively busy and grounded at work. Speaking of which, when I got my pay stub (well, leave and earnings statement which is posted on line) today I brought home a whopping $31 dollars and change. My first thought was oh shit, they are paying me what I’m worth! Then I remembered I work for the government and there is no such metric. It seems that through some incompetence my original appointment expired on 3 September and somehow my re-appointment was never processed. I’m told it is being “worked on” and I’ll get the money I’m owed sometime in the undefined future.
I keep extra in the checking account for contingencies such as this, so no doubt I will survive.