So i discovered an ex of mine on myspace the other day. I'm wondering whether or not i should get in contact with her. When i was with her, i was truly happy....and then she just left without ever saying goodbye. It was all i could do to get an email from her saying, "I'm sorry". I feel like there was never closure or anything like that with her. But, at the same time, i feel like "closure" is a stupid buzzword. I can't fool myself into thinking the only reason i was searching for her in the first place was to see how she was doing...but i did wonder...and i did find out (more or less). I'd like to say something to her, but i have no idea what i could or would say. Sigh...it's a pretty moot point when she's 10000 miles away--or maybe it's better that way. For more background on this issue, see June/July 2004 in my jourgnal.
I'm also increasingly torn about coming back...I feel like there's more for me to do out here, but i also feel like i'm missing out on so much more back. Not that "home" home is my future, but being on the West side is a helluva lot closer than being in the Far North East. In any case, the issue will be settled next year some time. We'll see what there is to see when we get there hoss.
Finally, finally, finally....finally what? I know there was something more i wanted to put in here, but the thought eludes me at this moment. Tomorrow's menu calls for rainforest canopy rides on cables and maybe whatever else i can squeeze out of the day in my limited time here. I feel like i've really wasted the vacation. I haven't taken ONE picture yet, but i've burned throug a couple books and had a nice, relaxing time away from it all.
Oh, i finally remembered. Remember from way back when i said i worked for the Moonies. I knew they were pretty much a cult, but now i'm convinced they're closer to insane (and mostly harmless) weirdos. Apparently the Rev. Sun Moon can marry living people to spirits and apparently one of my collegues is married to Ghandi (the real one as my best friend puts it). And they call themselves educators....biglesigh.
I'm also increasingly torn about coming back...I feel like there's more for me to do out here, but i also feel like i'm missing out on so much more back. Not that "home" home is my future, but being on the West side is a helluva lot closer than being in the Far North East. In any case, the issue will be settled next year some time. We'll see what there is to see when we get there hoss.
Finally, finally, finally....finally what? I know there was something more i wanted to put in here, but the thought eludes me at this moment. Tomorrow's menu calls for rainforest canopy rides on cables and maybe whatever else i can squeeze out of the day in my limited time here. I feel like i've really wasted the vacation. I haven't taken ONE picture yet, but i've burned throug a couple books and had a nice, relaxing time away from it all.
Oh, i finally remembered. Remember from way back when i said i worked for the Moonies. I knew they were pretty much a cult, but now i'm convinced they're closer to insane (and mostly harmless) weirdos. Apparently the Rev. Sun Moon can marry living people to spirits and apparently one of my collegues is married to Ghandi (the real one as my best friend puts it). And they call themselves educators....biglesigh.
best advice I was ever given.....