The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
- Robert Frost
I was never one to look for deeper meaning in literature, so when my eleventh-grade English teacher suggested Mr. Frost had a purpose in repeating the last line of his famous "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening", I was compelled to question....
"How do you know he meant to write that?" I asked.
She stood there staring at me, silent in front of everyone.
"What if he was just at a loss for the last line, and, you know, repeated it, just to be done with it?" I continued.
She hung her head, shaking it slowly side to side. I obviously was doomed to fail this class.
And that is the peril of trying to interpret too much (or too little) meaning into something.
I got the nickname "Monk" from a running club that also likes to drink beer. I prefer Belgian beer, so when I first led a run, I had Chimay on trail, and that's when I got the name. I also take dance classes and had a gig with the 76ers for a couple years. The logo is a dancing monk. Get it?
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