So, um, how bout those Red Sox? Kidding, kidding. I may live with two blocks of Fenway, but I know NOTHING about the Red Sox, except that their security guards often hit on me as I walk by in the morning!
So, um, yeah.
Actually, here's something I've been thinking about for years, especially in light of the fact that a few weeks ago I visited a recreation of his home on Walden Pond.
Henry David Thoreau wrote,
"If a man loses pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured, or far away."
When you see Walden Pond, especially at the time of day I saw it...it's absolutely breath-taking. And the home he lived in...so small, yet had all that he needed. He wrote such beautiful things while there.
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