Exhaustion.

FINALLY! Back home to my lovely bed. Oh bed, be mine forever please. Exhaustion kills. mentally and physically drained. The juices from my brain has been squeezed out dried. Company Law paper kills. Next up, Land law. Why oh Why? I'm about to collapse. On the bed. 

Before I fall flat on my face onto the bed, here is a little something that I want to share with you. A little poem from one of my favourite poets, Elizabeth Barrett Browning. 

Sonnet 14- If Thou must Love Me, let it be for nought. 

If thou must love me, let it be for nought

Except for love's sake only. Do not say

'I love her for her smile—her look—her way

Of speaking gently,—for a trick of thought

That falls in well with mine, and certes brought

A sense of pleasant ease on such a day'—

For these things in themselves, Beloved, may

Be changed, or change for thee,—and love, so wrought,

May be unwrought so. Neither love me for

Thine own dear pity's wiping my cheeks dry,—

A creature might forget to weep, who bore

Thy comfort long, and lose thy love thereby!

But love me for love's sake, that evermore

Thou mayst love on, through love's eternity.

By just reading it, it calms me down. I find the language and the way of writing plus her ability to express herself so fascinating and intriguing. She seem so polite and delicate and lady-like. Why can't our generation nowadays be like that? It is not that I am against those rapping musics and the way people speak nowadays and the way they go 'yaw wassup'. How did we go from 'Howdy?' to 'yaw wassup"?  Whatever happened to the beauty of profundity? 

I am starting to blabber again. 

Okay, in need of some serious sleep. 

Bye and Goodnight.