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Thursday, 3 November 2005

eid mubarak

to all my friends... i wish i was there too...

learning

last night my brother called back. i had not talked with for a few days, had not seen him online, so i gave him a ring, and left a message on his voice mail. (remind me to have my fixed line voice mail fixed!)

he was a bit at the end of his wits about the trials and tribulations of mathematical physics. yes, we have passed that road, one of the best classes that i have ever took, one experience to never forget. one big difference between my brother and i is that we did not know our sister, she passed away before he was born, i have known them both, and love them beyond infinity. when she passed away i was then ten years old, and that was a day that to this day always invokes tears and an immense sense of loss. she was three years old when she died, and our brother whom she was never to know was born about two years later.

note that i am not much in a blogging mood these days. blogging is an experiment that i continue, and right now there are other priorities. i hope in due time, i will return to sharing a bit more of what is going on around me, and with me. this is a time for introversion.

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Tuesday, 1 November 2005

exhausted!

ah, yes. where was i?

this morning when i got out, the streets were wet, but do not ask me if it was from rain, or if was from the fog during the night. had lunch with a dear friend, and again, whenever i start talking about the wonderful issues that i am dealing with in therapy, and the emotions start bubbling, i start crying, it feels good and rather foolish.

i had a rather full day planned for today, except it got fuller, and now i am ready to call it a day, and head to bed and go to sleep. i want to curl in with a book and fall asleep and forget all the unfinished work hanging around on my desk. i have waited a long time for what is happening now. this tender flower of my own discovery is still rather weak, and i find myself wondering if it is real.

i find myself having various different conversations with an assortment of people, and i can not but fall in love with each and every one of them. life is  a wonderful wonder, how can it be anything else?

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