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2006-08-31

Since last I've changed jobs, started living in a different city part-time, started classes, cut my hair and grown it out, and learned the roads of Columbus inside and out.

I know the pulse of the traffic depending on the time of day. I enjoy my work again, analyzing data and writing papers for the world's largest non-profit that helps libraries with computers.

It's only the apartness from R. that stirs me wrong. And the gray hairs that are starting to pop up ever so subtlely on my arms, eyebrows, and head. When am I ever going to do this? Or that? Or why did I ever?

I'm tired.