Hopes and Resolutions

Things that would make my year:

  • If I met Marit Larsen.
  • If Taylor Swift sang “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”.
  • If Stanford women’s volleyball doesn’t lose to Penn State in the finals again this year.
  • If the world were less shitty than last year.
  • If a black guy were elected president of the US in my lifetime.

New years resolutions:

  • To go to Norway.
  • To get a girlfriend (a perennial favorite!).
  • To task myself to be a better man than I was the year before.
  • To figure out what the hell these bugs are that seem to appear out of nowhere and end up in my closet and floor.

The return flight

A Chinese man and a white woman in the airport lobby
In SD, that city by the sea,
On their way to San Jose, like me,
A quarter-size violin at their feet,
Chatting of movies and Suzuki
Recitals, busily checking their Blackberries,
While their sons, about five and three,
The younger watching the older quietly
Playing Nintendo DS; and me –
Across the aisle – they do not see,
A figurant in their biographies.
A dream fulfilled by others, at least,
Gives me hope to keep living.