[andyjohnson0]

I'd argue that your life isn't a thing at you "do" something with. To think that it is seems like a category error to me. This doesn't preclude healthy ambition - but above all try to enjoy your brief time in the light, and be kind.

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    Lying in a Hammock at William Duffy’s Farm in Pine Island, Minnesota

    by James Wright

    Over my head, I see the bronze butterfly,
    Asleep on the black trunk,
    Blowing like a leaf in green shadow.
    Down the ravine behind the empty house,
    The cowbells follow one another
    Into the distances of the afternoon.
    To my right,
    In a field of sunlight between two pines,
    The droppings of last year’s horses
    Blaze up into golden stones.
    I lean back, as the evening darkens and comes on.
    A chicken hawk floats over, looking for home.
    I have wasted my life.