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selkie at 07:28am on 20/09/2004...I thought last night of Returning.
I know I never will, and I know I never can, and I know my heart's not there. But sometimes the pull is strong.
My enlightenment is out here, in the wide, wild world. I know that. I do know it. I know it awfully well. I just. Oh. Sometimes I'm so bewildered.
Don't worry, y'all. *grins* If I want truly godly people, I can talk to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif){kind=small}
shirei_shibolim and his wife, and if I want haskalah I can talk to kraada , and if I want wonder-tales I can find Sonya, well, as much and as often as anyone can find Sonya.
I do wonder if, having been born In, you're ever truly let Out.
And for all the people for whom this made no sense, mea culpa, I'll post a cookie soon. I'm just in an enigmatic mood shaped and spurred by discussions of Teh Sex.
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Also, my best friend lives on a tiny French island off the coast of New Foundland. 6000 inhabitants, I believe; low criminality; Taxi-drivers who know where you live, and all you need to say is, "Drive me home" - not that you really need them often, you can walk everywhere, the one destination that is far enough to warrant a taxi is the airport; many of the people I met there have never seen a real-life train. There is no university, so whoever wants to study has to go study in France. They go with a thirst for freedom and open space and infinite possibilities. And then most of them return after a few years, even though they know that whatever they have studied might not be needed on the island, they still come back and open a restaurant, or work in retail, and bask in the security and family love.
If I am totally beside the point, my apologies.
In other news: your parcel is now Out There. Sorry it took so long, and I hope you'll like the content! :D I got the limit wrong, I thought it was 2 kg, but it's now one, so I had to fill in long, tedious customs forms - but now it's finally done and I'm pleased. Marzipan chocolate by Ritter Sport, and Other Things I hope you like.