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Ichabod!

2000-04-08 23:09:58

today i had the privilege of sitting on my couch leafing through wuthering heights, and gazing out the window. ((first time i typed that i accidently wrote winder. "i was born in kentucky, then we moved to west virginia. i couldnt say rifle 'fore i was 10 years old, i kept sayin riiifle, with 3 or 4 syllables"))

but it was one of those gorgeous days where its spring but its not sunny. the difference in light by the earths revolution was enough to let you know it was spring. and that light highlighted the delicate green of the crabapple tree outside the window and three or four blossoms on the closest branch. then the rain came. how beautiful.

later in the evening i gazed out the same window. all i could see were the silouhettes of the trees against a dusky blue twilight sky. i felt homesick. i felt homesick as i always do for the place ive never lived in.