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Going to Mississippi for Thanksgiving was immersive reminder that while I may not live in the american south anymore, I am still a southerner. Or as I said to Amber the night I got back and was telling stories, "I'm sure as hell not a midwesterner." I have taken to saying this phrase a lot, actually, though mostly in my head as I don't see many ( Read more... ) -
You'll never get to heaven if you're scared of getting high.
The few weeks after coming home from six weeks at Ragdale/west coast were a bit blurry and discombobulated, getting my bearings and catching up on neglected things, finding ground. Then I left for southern California for wearemany and downmiles nuptials, prior to which I was a bit concerned about my state of being, but after a quiet weekend to regroup, I flew out ( Read more... ) -
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I do not know what day it is, though its early August and there are workers on a roof outside my kitchen window, so that must mean its a sunny day. They are not exactly bothering me, I've awoken before they've arrived these past two mornings, and the noise is there, but not excessively more than any sunny weekend day with lawn mowers and radios ( Read more... ) -
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I had this realization a couple weeks ago that I wasn’t going to get a teaching job I wanted for this fall, I am so barely qualified and there is such intense competition in the applicant pool. I was aiming for something that would be a gamble during a good economy, but is probably statistically equal right now to winning the lottery. (Maybe I ( Read more... ) -
One cannot live long in the rarefied air of the hilltops.
I'm typing this on the plane, to be posted when I land. It has been a long flight, I broke my rule of nonstop flights only when going to the west coast, but the cost was too prohibitive this time. It's not that miserable, it just boils down to whether I am restless the last hour or not. Obviously this time I am. I watched the movie "Special" on my ( Read more... ) -
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It is difficult to express the quantity of relief and excitement I have about getting on a plane tomorrow. I would probably be happy to get on one going in any direction, to any city, so its even better that its not any city, it’s a city I’ve wanted to visit and never have, it's a visit to Miss Katrina, and later the rest of the merry band of grad ( Read more... ) -
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This morning I thought, while fussing with the cat food dishes and water bowl, that maybe this is the first day where sadness hasn’t been the primary dominating emotion. The fresh start of Monday morning hasn’t felt this good in awhile, I woke up at 6 am, unintentionally but naturally, I dozed a bit longer, but by 6:30 I had the laptop open and ( Read more... )
