A Dream Within A Dream
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow–
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand–
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep–while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
– Edgar Allan Poe
I have been sick for almost a month now. I've been to the doctor 4 times since I finally overcame my Korean-doctor-phobia, but I'm not really getting better so far. I'm not sure what's going on. Some kind of infection that the antibiotics are fighting, I presume. On the plus side, 4 visits to the doctor, plus lots of meds, and I haven't yet managed to spend 30 bucks in copays. That's national health insurance for you. But maybe you get what you pay for?