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I'm waiting to leave work now. I'm a little frustrated as the files I need -- and I should have gotten on Monday the 27th -- seem to be not available. I can hear one of the people I need files from having an animated conversation about cats. And yet it will be my fault if I don't have the website up on time. Love this stuff.
But hey, I'm made of time. What's the big deal?
I had a weird dream last night, not unpleasant which I'm sure is full of psychological insight, not that I've gone there. I dreamt I was in a hotel somewhere in the midwest. I needed to get back to my mother's house in suburban Detroit (of course, my mom doesn't live in suburban Detroit anymore, but...) because my suitcase was there. And I needed to fly. So I finally get myself onto a plane (which seemed rather like the Portland Streetcar), and after awhile I realize that I booked the flight to my Mom's childhood home, 5 hours north of her house. Sometime later, I realize that it's actually going to western Michigan, not Mom's childhood home. That's when I woke up.
Now what I found really interesting was the fact that I was tremendously calm and confident and unflustered by the whole thing. I knew I'd get there eventually, I just needed to be flexible and patient. So what is that about? That flexible patient person doesn't seem really like me--my self-image is all about being flustered. But I liked it.
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Hey VJ, I'm really excited for you and have been enjoying following your days again. I can't wait to read about the marathon. Post pictures if you're able (wanna see the purple hair!).
xo,
Chrissie
9:55 PM
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