Time Heals All Wounds.. And Then Kills the Patient
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Morning
Morning
Fri Aug 18 11:06:19 2006
No Veto For Dreamland

Sometimes we see something for a moment, a shifted perspective or complex thought, and do our best to hold onto that. We can't always keep it, and sometimes that's really sad. I don't think I can regret anything that was done, but I am saddened that the circumstances didn't provide adequate soil. My dreams show a terrible lack of contentment at this, but dreams often do. Pain like this is part of life.

On Boston, I've decided that unless a few circumstances come true, I probably should be in no rush to move there -- at the very least I should let my current lease get closer to expiry, and I should also see if there are other, perhaps more suitable places (good university, woodsy feel, low cost of living, decent space, liberal people, maybe European) to move. Heck, maybe I won't move at all and Pittsburgh is my final destination -- in any case I need to take the pressure off of myself.

I tried Skype yesterday for the first time. It was an utter failure for my laptop, but worked quite well on my desktop/TV Computer. This is probably due to sound drivers (and possibly sound hardware). If I end up using skype much more, I should probably look into getting a better microphone. My again helpful dreams provided me with imagery of every microphone I've ever owned, as some kind of a joke, I'm sure.

I'm feeling sad about this whole thing.

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