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September 21, 2003
A thorny transcontinental circle...

Home. The Dalai Lama is speaking in the Park now. I am sure his disarming laughter will make the massess of people I just saw, crossing Central Park in a cab from the airport incredibly happy.
It is okay that I have a headache, it is okay that my stomach is really upset with me and with itself and ultimately with the world which I presented to it by odd combinations of airplane food... it is all okay... I am finally home, it is noon, my body thinks it is 6PM... all good, all good... what will now have to follow, will be pages and pages of coded descriptions of micro events on this other old continent, spent without online access... and actually... no phone... can you imagine that?...


Welcome home. Just thought I'd let you know you have at least one loyal reader that looks forward to your updates every day. =) I also live in New York, though not the City. Anyway, glad you had a good time in your childhood home, and welcome you back to your home here.


Posted by: Danielle on September 21, 2003 04:09 PM

Oh, wow, (I actually wondered if anybody still peeked at this site...)
(Thank you so much for leaving this note...)
(I shall try harder to fight jet-lag and just write down some of the crazy stories...)

Posted by: Witold Riedel on September 21, 2003 04:13 PM

I peek at it every day. I have it marked in my favorites. ;)

Posted by: Danielle on September 23, 2003 10:13 PM
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