Well…
Now that I have
A live-in girlfriend
My priorities,
They’ve all changed.
I can’t daydream so much
About becoming a famous writer,
Because the words “famous writer”
Still don’t mean
“Fat paycheck.”
I wouldn’t look good
In tweed (nobody does)
And I don’t feel like
Becoming an asshole professor
Only interested
In his own pursuits
Rather than nurturing
His own students.
Sparrow is a student now,
Returning for her Bachelor’s degree
After some years as an actor –
So if I went,
Jumped off that bridge
And started pursuing
My own pipe dreams…
We’d both starve to death.
Good thing
I’m a pretty good
Account executive.
Even though I hate
Saying those very words,
I do like a good meal
And a place to sleep
Every single night.
Compromises
Make me feel
Like much less
Of a person.
I still wonder
If I’m spoiled
For wanting
All these
Goddamn dreams
To come true.
Every
Single
One.
D.H. Lee
(via Swanksalot)