Life at an Intersection

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Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Seasonal Allergies

My computer (happy 3rd birthday, baby) has apparently suffered a series of severe allergic reactions to my tidy new little white bread apartment. I turned it in to shop #2 this afternoon, and now I am at the public library, facing 50something new Hotmail junk messages and trying to tie up some loose 'net ends. Paying bills, keeping up with friends, searching for good deals: how did we do all this before the internet?!?!

Life is good. I'm settling in at home and work a little more every day. I'm Netflixing. I have every intention of joining an exercise facility. I'm shopping at charity thrift stores, where one can find tremendous secondhand deals and where one shouldn't mind being charged too much by the elderly volunteer at the cash register. I'm collecting my transcripts for a second, more determined attempt at graduate school in the fall of '09. I'm reading, though that tends to lose in the spirited jostle with Netflix. (Did you ever watch Six Feet Under? The mother on that show, Ruth Fisher, has to be one of my favorite television characters of all time.)

I'm looking towards the future, maybe now more than ever, and doing my best to enjoy this moment, too. Spring is wonderful.


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Words That I'm Living By - 5/2/2010

Time, as I've known it
Doesn't take much time to pass by me
Minutes into days, turn into months
Turn into years, they hurry by me
But still I love to see the sun go down
And the world go around

Dreams full of promises
Hopes for the future, I've had many
Dreams I can't remember now
Hopes that I've forgotten,
faded memories
But still I love to see the sun go down
And the world go around

And I love to see the morning
as it steals across the sky
I love to remember and
I love to wonder why
And I hope that I'm around
so I can be there when I die
When I'm gone

I hope that you will think of me
In moments when you're happy and you're smiling
That the thought will comfort you
On cold and cloudy days
if you are crying
And that you'll love to see
the sun go down
And the world go around
And around and around

"Around and Around" by Mark Kozelek

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