Friday; had a wild party at a friends all night,
Saturday; Got a train and a bus at 9am to egt to a rehearsal,
Sunday; Cleaned up house and re-painted most of garden, for selling house.
The rain we knew is a thing of the past -
deep-delving, dark, deliberate you would say
browsing on spire and bogland; but today
our sky-blue slates are steaming in the sun,
our yachts tinkling and dancing in the bay
like racehorses. We contemplate at last
shining windows, a future forbidden to no one.
Derek Mahon
"Maybe all one can do is hope to end up with the right regrets."
Arthur Miller