Transitioning

Halfway between here and there, posting briefly on my sister's computer to let you know I should be set up and sharing reviews again this coming weekend...

Meanwhile, a shout-out to Terry Pratchett, since I've been rereading his Discworld books to keep my spirits up during the utter heck that is moving!

And since I've had poetry--and dreams--on the brain lately, I will also give you my favorite Langston Hughes poem:

Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-wing'd bird
That cannot fly.

Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.

I did that from memory, so please forgive any minor transcription errors. Isn't it simply perfect, though? [Happy sigh!]