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It's a slow day. I came across this short essay, Zen is Boring...

When I stopped in Lawrence yesterday I checked in with my grandfather. He's still kicking. It seems like nothing has changed back home. He gave me some no-nonsense, septuagenarian relationship advice: "when you meet the right person, you'll know. until then, keep looking..." Life must be so much simpler once you have more than 70 years under your belt.

I've been thinking about lots of stuff lately, and my visit to the old homestead brought back a few memories. It occurred to me that my life had a much slower pace just a year ago. At least, relatively. Sure, it's true that people moved in and out and the rooms were rearranged every other month, but everybody seemed to stay the same. Just plodding along. Just getting by in a working class city. I had my lazy routine and never really got out much. I had my dreams but didn't know how to reach them.

That all changed a year ago when I met lee lee. I basically dropped everything for this "new life". Ultimately, though, I must be the same person. What has changed about me? Troy said I'm "mellower" now and that it's been a good thing for me, but I don't know. My dreams are still just out of reach.

I've heard more people say (whether solicited or not), "yes, it (a relationship) is worth the pain" than those who say it isn't.

I just don't know right now.

This server was offline for a while today because somebody accidentally pressed the "standby" button on the cable modem. Why is there a standby button anyway?! When would that ever be useful?

Well, I taped some wood and cardboard over the button, so it shouldn't happen again!

sunrise on the blue line

I can remember when I first saw you
You said in my photograph I looked more far away
I laughed and smiled and didn’t say “I am a bit afraid to be here.”

Setting free the anchor and looking past the shore
It’s a sea of horses on ships with no sails, no motors, no oars

Now we’re cleaning the windows between us two
Funny, you do it once, and then again, and pretty soon
the fingerprints and dust...
But I’ve begun to trust the view here.

this is wonderland

Uh-oh. I can see a pattern emerging in my life. Now, what should I do about it? Hmm, maybe I should run off and do this Road Scholar thing. Maybe they sent me the brochure for a reason...

bentley

Yes, it's true. We still have a cat. His name is Bentley (though I thought it was Ben), and he's shy. He is low-maintenance despite the nappy lumps in his fur. I don't see him during daylight, but he likes to sleep between my feet at night. He purrs with gusto.

lee lee

Yes, it's true. I still have a girlfriend. Her name is lee lee (though it used to be Charrolee). She sleeps on the side of the bed facing the window because otherwise I'd freeze. This coming sunday will be one year for us. My, how we've changed. And how we haven't. Defying reality, we stubbornly love each other.

I wish she were home right now.