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December 05, 2004
A Random Journal Entry
What did I do today? Yesterday? The day before? Was I having fun? Of course. What will I do tomorrow? I'm trapped in a constant paradox of loving to live in the moment but also hating how each day seems to fly by into the sea of the past. Each one has it's own unique characteristics and experiences that make it very different from all others. At the same time, each day seems to blend into each week which seems to blend into each month which in a lesser extent blends into each year. As I get older the years get shorter and the past gets more summarized. I'm nineteen years old. What will my life feel ilke when I'm thirty? Fifty? Happy. Content. Peaceful.
Today my sister arrived. It's strange how a little over twenty-four hours ago, she was eight thousand miles away on the other side of the world. We ate dinner together and drank papaya shakes. It was takeout, which in no way affects the quality of the food. We all thoroughly enjoyed the good conversation in fluent high-speed American English and the good tastes of mixed vegetables and rice, papaya and ice. I haven't worn shoes in four days.
Posted by Tom Bodhi at December 5, 2004 08:30 AM
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And none of it would be as it is, if we hadn't sat together on the back of the Subaru in the snow one afternoon, eh? The only thing that's not a memory is the present. I haven't gone without shoes for more than a day that i can recall.
Posted by: gian at December 30, 2004 12:04 PM
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