Vanities of vanities... - revised

...all is vanity. And I ache from loneliness, but I also resolve, right here... and now... to...

...smile! There I just did it. And I didn't even have to roar first! That's progress. See, I once wrote a poem called: "A Lion Hath Roared" (it was a reference to me, and my roaring). Here! http://www.outsidethecamp.blogspot.ca/ (you have to scroll down a bit)

Then I wrote "A Lion Hath Roared, Part II". It starts:

"A lion hath roared a second time, /
And, I admit, it was quite the chime! /
This time, however, it didn't go so well, /
Because I roared in a jolly hotel!..."

It is the story of how I got "beside myself" in a hotel in South Korea, and really did roar! The thing is, though, the night before, other people had been making a lot of very disruptive noise - which I had not appreciated. Therefore, though they tried to insist I get out right away, I insisted on getting out at Noon, which was checkout time. Not that I was proud of having roared in their hotel - but, again, I had been disturbed the night before - and I had not even roared at night; it was day time! Anyway - that is the story behind that.

Now, I did roar at my ¯yroth¯vr when I was kicking hi¯n out, but, other than that, no roaring this time around! And - again - I didn't have to roar before I could smile; and that is definitely progress! See, sometimes, I am so frustrated, but then I determine to smile, but then between me and that smile is a ROAR! That absolutely has to come out! This time, I was able to simply smile, which is actually a miracle!

There are certain friends out there, and I pray they will know that I miss them.

Sincerely,

Daniel