From my blog, February 2008: Working takes things that I have no right to give and can’t really live without. I have to get this right at some point. I am longing to re-discover a place that I have at least visited where mystery is wonder, history has meaning, I am nothing, silence is everything, and life is precious.
“Torn between the hope of living forever and the fear of never dying”
–Jose Saramago, in Death with Interruptions