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A Beginning

Tired in a full, satisfied way. It occurred to me today that, while traveling, I have never once had that feeling of not having anything to look forward to. Even when all this moving about had gotten wearisome, and I could hardly see the point of it anymore, the old emptiness stayed away; I didn't notice its absence until Jason reminded me, and I remembered how often I used to feel that way, as if waiting for my life to begin.

It's begun.

At moments like these I can believe that traveling like this changes your life. Of course it's not all I imagined it to be, and sometimes I am bitterly disappointed, mostly in myself. But I see what a variety of lives people live--I realize that everyone is all right, and I will be, too.

Posted by chschen 17:00 Archived in Thailand

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Somehow this post makes me think of the ending of the story "Housewifely Arts" by Megan Bergman (had to fish for the author's name when writing this): "But I know the truth now. What maniacs we are -- sick with love, all of us."

Story is here:

http://www.paulayounger.com/storage/Bergman%20-%20Housewifely%20Arts.pdf

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