a mind is a terrible thing to have

Upon meeting did the very thing he would later panick over.                           And, it was unique, right?

Unique to the circumstances, yes, it must be.  Another wilding intrigue would not beckon them so.

no?

Faith, or knowledge.  It could be either.

The serenity sought is of near mythical proportions, yet so humble in its invisibility.  The villagers can see it, if it’s there.  Surely they’ll look to their perception for assurance.  Is he more the fool than before to think a mutual truth is possible?  That one could know in great depth and breadth that he or she had surely found the home they meant for?  What an odd conundrum to be at once staring into the eyes of a goddess’s acceptance being asked to believe he is a  god.

updates to nobody

The only fun thing about having a severely crippled hand at work is that it makes you’re handwriting look very childish.  I like to imagine letters and catalogs going out to clients, to be received with speculation on our labor practices.
A. and I move in two days and we couldn’t be more excited.  The place isn’t as stellar as the first few we looked at, but it has it’s charm, a 3 season porch, two separate office-type rooms that will accommodate us nicely when I began classes again.  For NE Minneapolis I’d also say it’s a fair price.  The living room is a good argument for flat screen televisions though…
New spaces/environments often cause internal changes for me and my lifestyle.  It’s good to change the scenery.  I think that our surroundings also affect our self perception and identity, so this move with A. is important in a lot of ways, even to the relationship itself.  We will no longer be the overgrown teenagers living in a mother’s basement drinking too much out of boredom.  We’ll have our own food, that alone is like being handed keys to a new car.  And, assuming bikes are in the budget, I’ll get my cardio on the way too and from the office, as we’ll be within a mile or so.

Things are looking up.