The following is the story of my life right now.
"But I, being poor, have only my dreams. I have spread my dreams under your feet; tread softly, because you tread on my dreams."
-William Butler Yeats
Update:
Hubster: Wow, that guy looks miserable.
Me: Well, yea. He's a poet.
Hubster: Oh. (suddenly feeling like he understands) Okay.
"But I, being poor, have only my dreams. I have spread my dreams under your feet; tread softly, because you tread on my dreams."
-William Butler Yeats
Update:
Hubster: Wow, that guy looks miserable.
Me: Well, yea. He's a poet.
Hubster: Oh. (suddenly feeling like he understands) Okay.
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