Kom til Bodø i dag tidlig, og fikk gjort ferdig referatet fra Uterehabiliteringskonferansen (se forrige blogpost). Biblioteket i Bodø er fantastisk, og i dag er det utsikt til soldekte fjell. Rusler litt rundt i byen etterhvert. Det ble enda mer aktuelt etter at jeg fant diktet “Dust if you must” på FB (takk til Eivind):
Dust if you must
Dust if you must, but wouldn´t it be better
To paint a picture or write a letter,
Bake a cake or plant a seed,
Ponder the difference between want and need?Dust if you must, but there´s not much time,
With rivers to swim and mountains to climb,
Music to hear and books to read,
Friends to cherish and life to lead.Dust if you must, but the world´s out there,
With the sun in your eyes, the wind in your hair,
A flutter of snow, a shower of rain.
This day will not come around againDust if you must, but bear in mind,
Old age will come and it´s not kind,
And when you go – and go you must –
You yourselv, will make more dust.
