Even if you walk exactly the same route each time – as with a sonnet – the events along the route cannot be imagined to be the same from day to day, as the poet’s health, sight, his anticipations, moods, fears, thoughts cannot be the same.
In some ways I’m still recovering from the trial. My health is not as good as it ought to be. I’ve gone back to practicing law and it seems to have taken a toll for whatever reason.
The long, cold Minnesota winters instilled in me a fascination for exotic far off places I aspired toward a career in tropical diseases and world health problems.
The more easily digestible and refined the carbohydrates, the greater the effect on our health, weight and well-being.