Time Heals All Wounds.. And Then Kills the Patient
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Dawn
Dawn
Sat Oct 7 02:20:11 2006
Catwings

Lying on my bed, I noticed something beautiful -- tonight's bright moon comes right in my window, illuminating the head of my bed. I hence relocated for tonight's message. Looking up at it for a moment, I ask myself why I haven't spent more time outside, and look at the empty side of the bed...

I'm feeling kind of melancholy about that again -- after thinking about it, I don't think Boston can really be even on my long-term radar - it's another cold city, with a high cost of living. If and when I move, it should be to Europe or someplace warm. It just seems odd to me that I've been alone this long. Part of me wants it, I know, and that helps it remain so, but I'm lonely. Listening to Cyndi Lauper's "Hot Gets a Little Cold" stirs up a memory - someone I was dating once told me that that's when they knew love is right - when the heat fades, and the danger feels less, and they're still around. At least, I *think* that was what they said. I wonder how cold things ever should get - I don't think I'd ever want things to feel like a convenience, even as I expect the rush of feeling a crush to fade as time goes on. I imagine it might be an interesting way to live life - riding the crush part of each relationship until it fades, and then finding someone new. Perhaps that's what the "settling down urge" that everyone says is based in biology prevents.

Prompted by another friend's LJ entry, I prodded Google CodeSearch with my name. The results arn't mostly code I wrote, but they're all me. I actually have a lot more code out there, absent because my name isn't attached to much of it. Results:

The local public transit now finally works with Google Transit. It doesn't hesitate to tell me to walk when the start and end points are near enough :) Apparently, my way to get between my place and some distant friends can be radically improved upon -- the 54C (a bus I've never used) seems to be one of the few north-south busses in the city.

Time to look more at the moon..