Most people understand their body needs exercise. However, they often neglect the most important organ: the brain. If you don’t train your brain and develop your cognitive skills, you risk deterioration as you get older.
More and more specialists switch to working from home. Some came to this decision on their own, while others were forced by the pandemic. Still, an increasing number of employees realize that working remotely can be effective and convenient.
I He would drink by himself And raise a weathered thumb Towards the high shelf, Calling another rum And blackcurrant, without Having to raise his voice, Or order a quick stout By a lifting of the eyes And a discreet dumb-show Of pulling off the top; At closing time would go In waders and peaked … Continue reading “Casualty” by Seamus Heaney →
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy … Continue reading “The Road Not Taken” by Robert Frost →
There is a place where the sidewalk ends And before the street begins, And there the grass grows soft and white, And there the sun burns crimson bright, And there the moon-bird rests from his flight To cool in the peppermint wind. Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black And the dark … Continue reading “Where the Sidewalk Ends” by Shel Silverstein →
I want you to know one thing. You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log, everything carries me to you, as if everything that … Continue reading “If You Forget Me” by Pablo Neruda →
It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of Annabel Lee; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. I was a child and she was a child, … Continue reading “Annabel Lee” by Edgar Allan Poe →
Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow: You are not wrong who deem That my days have been a dream; Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a vision, or in none, Is it therefore the less gone? … Continue reading “A Dream Within A Dream” by Edgar Allan Poe →
Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year. … Continue reading “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” by Robert Frost →
Whosever room this is should be ashamed! His underwear is hanging on the lamp. His raincoat is there in the overstuffed chair, And the chair is becoming quite mucky and damp. His workbook is wedged in the window, His sweater’s been thrown on the floor. His scarf and one ski are beneath the TV, And … Continue reading ‘Messy Room’ by Shel Silverstein →