Four be the things I am wiser to know:
Idleness, sorrow, a friend, and a foe.
Four be the things I’d been better without:
Love, curiosity, freckles, and doubt.
Three be the things I shall never attain:
Envy, content, and sufficient champagne.
Three be the things I shall have till I die:
Laughter and hope and a sock in the eye.
– Inventory, by Dorothy Parker
I found the above poem in the most unexpected manner, and rather morbid as well. If any of you Netflix fans out there have been watching The Stranger, you will know that it was read out during a funeral. The words stuck me somehow and I looked it up immediately.
Taking the same structure and substituting my own thoughts in it, my version would have been this:
Four be the things I am wiser to know:
Ignorance, failure, depression, and adversity.
Four be the things I’d been better without:
Silence, sulkiness, sadness, and grief.
Three be the things I shall never attain:
Wealth, jealousy, and enough plants.
Three be the things I shall have till I die:
A pet, true friends, and hunger.
I challenge you to come up with your own list. It will be worth the time contemplating on your life and soul!
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