>today i found the font i will use to make my change of address cards. and yes, i will send them via the u.s. postal service. for old time’s sake.

perhaps you just felt the earth move under your feet. i packed a box. with towels and bed linens. not all of either but enough to call it a portion of the mission accomplished.

what attracts us to each other? sameness? or opposite-ness? the talents we have or the talents we covet? certainly, it’s to be understood, don’t you think? why can it be so blinding? is it that everyone does not have some passion? or is it that some embrace their passions and let their passions embrace them back? and then they are unavoidable and transparent. why are so many uncomfortable with their passion? from whence comes that kind of oppression? it seems to me that what happens more often than not is that one sees another consumed by their passion and rather than excavating their own, they decide to resent the former. we should all make it our mission to show the world the joy of following your heart. and love them for it.

maybe it’s the temptation of the all-or-nothing way of life. responsibility has its place. but all the responsibility in the world in the absence of loving your life sort of renders the fulfillment of the obligations lifeless.

it’s a few hours past when i started this writing now, and my mind has clearly jumped the track. i’ll ruminate on the topic a little more and be back when i’m all here.