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lumberjim · 10-13-2005, 05:50 AM

when confronted with life's little mysteries and conundrums, i often look to the user title repository for sage wisdom and advice. In this case, we could look to xoxoxoxbruce who tellls us that "the future is unwritten", which is true, but not terribly helpful. No, in this case, mrnoodle seems to offer the best advice:

"don't pick at it. It'll just get infected."

Elspode · 10-13-2005, 10:00 AM

At this point, I have answered with thanks for the pictures and addressing my knowledge of mutual acquaintances Liz mentioned in her letter. She hasn't responded (I sent email) as of yet, but my gut feeling is that this is simply innocent reconnection, as suggested by Jinx.

No one understands wanting perspective on one's past and the sense of impending mortality that growing older brings better than I do. The vague melancholy experienced when I look at the old pictures of my misspent youth has something of an addictive quality, as if the memories dredged back up are able to affect me physiologically. It is at once a depressant and a stimulant, the 8-ball of interpersonal experiences.

It is difficult to explain, really, how it makes me feel. The best I can do is to characterize it as exuberant and depressed at the same time.

10-13-2005, 05:50 AM	#1
lumberjim I can hear my ears Join Date: Oct 2003 Posts: 25,571	when confronted with life's little mysteries and conundrums, i often look to the user title repository for sage wisdom and advice. In this case, we could look to xoxoxoxbruce who tellls us that "the future is unwritten", which is true, but not terribly helpful. No, in this case, mrnoodle seems to offer the best advice: "don't pick at it. It'll just get infected." __________________ This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality Embrace this moment, remember We are eternal, all this pain is an illusion ~MJKeenan

10-13-2005, 10:00 AM	#2
Elspode When Do I Get Virtual Unreality? Join Date: Dec 2002 Location: Raytown, Missouri Posts: 12,719	At this point, I have answered with thanks for the pictures and addressing my knowledge of mutual acquaintances Liz mentioned in her letter. She hasn't responded (I sent email) as of yet, but my gut feeling is that this is simply innocent reconnection, as suggested by Jinx. No one understands wanting perspective on one's past and the sense of impending mortality that growing older brings better than I do. The vague melancholy experienced when I look at the old pictures of my misspent youth has something of an addictive quality, as if the memories dredged back up are able to affect me physiologically. It is at once a depressant and a stimulant, the 8-ball of interpersonal experiences. It is difficult to explain, really, how it makes me feel. The best I can do is to characterize it as exuberant and depressed at the same time. __________________ "To those of you who are wearing ties, I think my dad would appreciate it if you took them off." - Robert Moog Last edited by Elspode; 10-13-2005 at 10:04 AM.

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