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I am official addicted to this mythical world...I've even located livejournal groups for it...As I read the entries, it is good to know that others have been swept away as well...Hehehe...I've actually had to pass the books along so that they don't consume me, I would have probably reread them again this week...

As for everything else, yeah, a little freaked out, but good.  It is final...permanent...forever...and forever is enough.

Ah, Angela is working tonight, I miss her neck--that spot that is just for me--the one that I love to curl into...The spot where I feel small when she wraps her arms around me and holds me until I sleep...

OK, now I have to go read Patterson's women's murder club, if I don't, my mind will continue to swim...

As journeys go, this is a good one.  Lately though, that lil' mind of mine has been swimming, like it does every once in a while.  

I've found myself emersed in wholely other worlds that at points were possible destinations of various forks in the road.  Amazing to me that someone else's words can paint such an emotionally accurate and true picture of the dynamics of good and evil--right and wrong--love and friendship--love and, yes, LOVE.   

But back to THIS journey, this choice, this path...In my mind, I play with the ideas of forever, partner, mother, wife, life-time, best friend...She is not a drug, an addiction, that keeps me here...She is my grounding, my touchstone, my reality...She is the safety that allows me to wonder about and dream of different, knowing that coming home, at the end, is what my heart, my mind, my body truly wants most.

Ah, this mind of mine...Thank you to those who have touched my life--past and present--providing vicarous experiences that I cherish.

I'm a hopeless lover of words--a romantic to the n-th degree....

in all of my infinite 30's-wisdom,
that life is not a two-way street
inevitably it is an ever changing oneway
gives and takes
more or less
all guilty but no admissions
so now what?

cut and run

status quo

fade to black

The big news...I'm down about 77 pounds since the start of my weightloss journey and relized this morning that this is the smallest anyone in my life (with the exception of family) has seen me.  I'm feeling fit and spunky and my abs are really starting to take shape...I'm running, which is a new one for me, up to a little over a mile without much problem.  Yoga is going well--getting a little more limber each day and am able to find my center much easier now--at yoga and out in the world.  

Mom and Dad are great--they close on the mountain house on Friday--they are so stoked about it...Must say, so am I.

Angela and I are doing fabulously--just got two new pieces of furniture for her study/football room.  I got a new loveseat for my study/TV room.  We've decided to hold off on the basement because she wants to go back to school--which I support 100%, but with both of us in school, it doesn't make much sense to go a drop a few thousand getting the basement remodeled.  Soon, but not now.

Ah...the new job...I love it here.  It is a lot of work, and I do mean a lot of work.  Not that this is much different from where I was, but here, I am swimming along with the current rather than trying to swim against it, and as Frost said, that has made all the difference.  

On that note, I must run...I'm at work now and haven't been very productive since walking in the door.

Ms. Mer....I owe you a very long email, complete with pictures...How is life dear one...I like the tattoo...I've been toying with getting another myself...