Get Drunk
One should always be drunk. That's the great thing; the only question. not to feel the horrible burden of Time weighing on your shoulders and bowing you to the earth, you should be drunk without respite.Drunk with what? With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you please. But get drunk.
And if sometimes you should happen to awake, on the stairs of a palace, on the green grass of a ditch, in the dreary solitude of your own room, and find that your drunkenness is ebbing or has vanished, ask the wind and the wave, ask star, bird, or clock, ask everything that flies, everything that moans, everything that flows, everything that sings, everything that speaks, ask them the time; and the wind, the wave, the star, the bird and the clock will all reply: "It is time to get drunk! If you are not to the the martyred slaves of Time, be perpetually drunk! With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you please."I love this. I don't know why, but I find it astonishingly beautiful. I know that I can get so caught up in my hectic schedule, and the terrible things that I have to drag myself through, that I forget to look around and see the wonderful things that are happening between each deadline that I'm rushing to meet.I told myself that I'm going to start relaxing more. I'm 19! And I run around this place like a 30 year old mother of 4. I force myself to do things that I don't want to do, but feel like I should. That's no way to live.I love the idea of being drunk; losing the concept of time and just handing things as they come to you. No worries. No plans. Being so carefree to the world and having fun!
And if sometimes you should happen to awake, on the stairs of a palace, on the green grass of a ditch, in the dreary solitude of your own room, and find that your drunkenness is ebbing or has vanished, ask the wind and the wave, ask star, bird, or clock, ask everything that flies, everything that moans, everything that flows, everything that sings, everything that speaks, ask them the time; and the wind, the wave, the star, the bird and the clock will all reply: "It is time to get drunk! If you are not to the the martyred slaves of Time, be perpetually drunk! With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you please."I love this. I don't know why, but I find it astonishingly beautiful. I know that I can get so caught up in my hectic schedule, and the terrible things that I have to drag myself through, that I forget to look around and see the wonderful things that are happening between each deadline that I'm rushing to meet.I told myself that I'm going to start relaxing more. I'm 19! And I run around this place like a 30 year old mother of 4. I force myself to do things that I don't want to do, but feel like I should. That's no way to live.I love the idea of being drunk; losing the concept of time and just handing things as they come to you. No worries. No plans. Being so carefree to the world and having fun!
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