Moving Day
Aug 09, 2002
I'm sitting on a bare oak floor in an empty house. The movers have gone and we are about to take a cab across town to our new home, a new house, the first house I have ever purchased. It has been a bit of a long week, spent mostly recovering from dental surgury, eating mush, and packing boxes. I got an hour of sleep last night. But it's good. It feels like I have something permanent after a couple of decades of itinerant wandering. Now I can think about doing the sort of things other people do, like maybe saving for a retirement or taking a vacation on the coast. I feel so establishment now. I feel like voting conservative. Must... resist.... urges.... arrraugh.
CRLFI have very many people to thank for my good fortune, hundreds of friends I have met from around the world through the miracle of the internet. If you ever wonder why I publish my newsletter or give my articles away for free, it's because you - all of you, collectively, have given me everything I could ever need in life. And more.
CRLFThank you (and now I'm going to catch some sleep).
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