Limits

In my 30's I wrote a book of poems all about infinite possibility. A friend's dad, a doctor, read them and said: 'You feel now like you have boundless energy, you think you can do anything, but all that will change someday.' I thought, how sad— the man is so defeated. Today I came home from 8 hours of work and I just don't have the zest to read or write. I can't do everything, I'm realizing. Infinite possibility and finite energy =(sigh) limits. To do the infinite will take a little longer than I'd thought.