April 11th, 2004

Sand and Shore

Feeling like an adult...

Thursday was a slow day, so very very slow. And Thursday evening I looked up churches of the Brethren in Indianapolis and went to Love Feast for the first time in years. I saw the woman who babysat me as a child, now a practising paediatrician. We talked about medical school. I met the grandmother of the girl born seven days after me, the girl whom I would call my "good twin". The pastors at Northview were campus pastors at Manchester when I was there. It's the Brethren connection; I can always find someone I know or am related to by some kind of string of events. Next time I round on a Sunday morning and want some company after, I know where to go.
There's a poem I've been writing for probably four years, maybe more, trying to put into words the feel of Tennebrae, and I'm still working on it. It's all a-scribble as of last night. Maybe someday I'll finish it.

Angel picked me up and we drove back here. The drive is so much shorter when there's someone with me.

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We've negotiated with each other and decided that when we can afford it we'll put in some real shelving for the DVD's and videos, so that we can remove the rack blocking off the cabinets. I also have a plethora of curios and corner cabinets I'd like to install.

And then we went and got Easter supplies, and came home and went out again in pursuit of chai. Chai. I feel like such a yuppie.
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