Dreaming of "Ozymandias"
Wed, 12/07/2017 - 11:07am
The older I get, the more I’m convinced that there’s nothing a little reading couldn’t cure.
I’m not talking about the omnipresent self-help books – the likes of which constitute a $10+ billion industry in the United States alone. Not at all.
For some reason – maybe for many reasons – most of which I admittedly do not understand, I woke up this morning having dreamed about Shelley’s poem “Ozymandias.”