100 winter days

100 reasons to wake up early

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Day 22 Task #43: Go to Boston Total number of tasks completed:15 Poem of the Day: Day and Night in Virginia and Boston By Anne Winters The varied and ample land, the North and South in the light, and the voices of Earth and Moon swell in my helmet with prairie inflections, soft twangs of outer speech— ‘You’re looking real good,’ says Earth ‘—ain’t that somethin’?’ ‘Roger. No sweat. Out.’

Day 22

Task #43: Go to Boston

Total number of tasks completed:15

Poem of the Day: Day and Night in Virginia and Boston

By Anne Winters

The varied and ample land, the North and South in the light, and the voices of Earth and Moon swell in my helmet with prairie inflections, soft twangs of outer speech— ‘You’re looking real good,’ says Earth ‘—ain’t that somethin’?’ ‘Roger. No sweat. Out.’

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Day 22

Task #56: Get a real hair cut. (Turned out to be the best hair cut I have ever gotten. I cut my hair myself for too long. From now on, only do this up Ice Cube style and going to the Black Barbershops)

Total number of tasks completed:14

Poem of the Day:The Negro Speaks of Rivers

By Langston Hughes

I’ve known rivers:I’ve known rivers ancient as the world and older than the flow of human blood in human veins.
My soul has grown deep like the rivers.
I bathed in the Euphrates when dawns were young.I built my hut near the Congo and it lulled me to sleep.I looked upon the Nile and raised the pyramids above it.I heard the singing of the Mississippi when Abe Lincoln went down to New Orleans, and I’ve seen its muddy bosom turn all golden in the sunset.
I’ve known rivers:Ancient, dusky rivers.
My soul has grown deep like the rivers.