Pouncing between the world of fun and reality,
There comes a point where we need to control the insanity.

Only the gateway of one’s desire is truly their reflection against his or her mind’s own mirror.

Yet, as true beauty lies peaceful by my side,
I can’t help but notice what is so precious could be mine.

I plea with the clocks of time asking never to rewind,
As the moment lies before me, her presence is all that fills my mind.

As the man returns home feeling blue,
I can’t help but wonder what to do.

As the eager fisherman casts his line across a swift, gentle river,
He only hopes that his prized possession comes in a timely manner.

As one seizes the opportunity to find the right moment,
I, too, slowly imagine how wonderful you are as a special present.

Not a second was wasted, with time well spent,
I know everything you are was what I meant.

With both the help of fate and Lady Luck,
My greatest gift is YOU because of my great conduct.

Fatigue, possibly. But recent cut backs in trainee work hours appear to have no impact. There are possible explanations for the failure of the nationwide 80 hour rule to reduce medical harms. Some are weak enforcement, poor systematic handoff procedure, and lack of supervision by senior physicians.

“As a result, many hospitalized patients are at the mercy of a real-life game of telephone, where a message is passed from doctor to doctor, and frequently garbled in the process.”

“In normal practice in hospitals across the country, medical errors didn’t fall when work hours were reduced.”

“serves as the catalyst for reform”

As times went on, the strings twisted and twine…
But such strength that once began, slowly withered at such design…

Through rain and shine, the cord held strong.
Seasons passed as the spring sunlight warmed and the summer air scorched upon the place where it should belong.

Forceful gales of the autumn air chilled the night and day.
Winter came and froze the droplets of a sun’s glistening ray.

The yielding yarn unbounded itself splitting its tension that of twice,
That very struggle yielded no more of inner strife…

Till only then does the weaver see, come, and create a new string of life.

What sort of policies might make a real dent in unemployment? Providing subsidies to businesses that hire new workers is one. Extending extra tax cuts to firms that build new factories and offices is another. More radical ideas include investing in infrastructure projects, importing a version of the job-sharing scheme that Germany has used, and launching a national community-service program. Most of these things would involve the federal government’s borrowing and spending more money, but that, of course, is what governments are supposed to do in an economic downturn.

Yet, how far shall I fall? Will my footsteps cast shadows upon my future choice?

Dare I speak the truth when all that surrounds is ambiguous. For I have much to lose and spare, yet the gain yields a greater power.