11/24/06. In which our heroine watches through tired eyes as her dog begins to stand again.
11/27/06. In which our heroine, presented with grave news about a friend, questions the value of spending 70% of her waking hours working on research and obtaining a doctoral degree. She goes to hug her dog, still dizzy from vestibular disease.
11/28/06. In which our heronie's lower back is pleased to see the dog able to get up and down the stairs again.
12/6/06. In which our heroine walks along the beach of some exotic location after making only a mediocre presentation at a conference to a room full of male peers.
12/9/06. In which our heroine, pressured for time, edits an NSF proposal on an overnight flight from South America.
12/12/06. In which our heroine, buggy on cold medicine, sketches a blog post and prepares to head west for Oregon. Despite the piles of work and sinus congestion, she smiles inwardly knowing she'll be visiting beloved friends and family very soon.
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I read this post with Scarlet's Walk (the song) playing in the background. It felt really good. I recently bought the "Scarlet's Walk" CD. Been reading about the concept of the album and how it was meant to be a "sonic novel". Your post is also in a new style ("to the best of my knowledge"), as far as blogs go.
Hope you have a great holiday back home. Glad to know that your dog's doing good.
"If you're a thought
you will want me
to think you
and I do
and I did"
Speaks, perhaps, to the ephemeral nature of these relationships on the internet. These unvoiced thoughts bursting onto the pages and leds of our laptops.
12/29/06- dinner with the clocks where laughter is present. afterwards there was plenty of time to snuggle with josie (the diggity dawg) and visit a bit more before you had to leave...we've missed you ever since.
Just stumbled onto your blog and I have to tell you I really enjoy your writing. I'm also endeared to your dog already and hope she's doing well.
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