"Love is the difficult realization that something other than oneself is real." - Iris Murdoch
Saturday, March 12, 2005
On the Road
Back to the drive. Just one last leg until I reach my destination, for now at least. My father warns of big snow: I should probably check that out. Getting packed has been an experience yet again. I'm just getting over a little new moon flu; it was nice to be sick, very cleansing. Well, enough jibber jabber. I'll try to keep in touch.