in which change is a good thing (or: in which chaos = order after all)

Something the brilliant Chion wrote recently reminded me of things I don't write about much lately: I only recently found that my life was not about what I thought it was about at all. It appears that what really matters to me is the complete opposite; I've been running headlong in the wrong direction for longer than I want to think about. More, I'm deliciously pleased with this discovery, which seems like a small but perfectly turned gift.

Hello, thirties. I think we're going to get along just fine.

  One thought on “in which change is a good thing (or: in which chaos = order after all)

  1. December 18, 2008 at 7:14 pm

    speaking of.. remember how i said i found it odd that she and i have never crossed paths? it went like this..
    i approached her with my finger on my nose. we wondered for a moment where we knew each other from. “we don’t.” i said. she thought we must. “sarah.”
    borders, by the west farms mall.
    ’twas nifty and i thought you’d like to know.
    now all i have to do is actually meet you!

  2. December 19, 2008 at 9:19 am

    That is surreal. We should fix that. Come out to Afghanistan and I’ll buy you a hot cider. 🙂
    Seriously, though. When I get home, we should do lunch, or something.

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