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Monday, July 2nd, 2007I often walk across campus looking confused. Like I have a strange taste in my mouth that causes me to furrow eyebrows and grope mentally for an academic verbalization of the sensation. In reality, I am thinking deeply. Perhaps, as a result, I end up ignoring friendly hellos or heys precisely because I am not really there walking. My body is bouncing along while I retreat to my brain to do some solitary contemplation.
This afternoon, I was hidden away up there while the body portion was involved in transport. I was considering my understanding of how time passes - specifically, my comprehension of a span of time often referred to as a “day”. The last four or five of them have raced by, so much so, that it was a hard reality to wake up this morning and discover I had to head to the lab. But why was I still stuck on Friday, or Thursday, or simply, why did I not feel like a Monday?
It must be that I think causally since I concluded, with perfect logic, that I perceive days as passing by once I have had a shower. This weekend and nearby days have raced by at light speed in the midst of my moving to the house. Regretably, I didn’t have time for a shower for… a while. So, eventually, once the moving pace died down, I took a shower and felt one day older. By then, though, it was time for a new week and new tasks and new expectations.
My reflections also told me that even though I have a high tolerance for impure or undercooked food, I should still get a Brita filter for our drinking water. Overall, that type of setback is insignificant to how much I absolutely love this place. Jon is moving in sometime later in July; he stopped by last night to see how things were going and what it would look like once a warm body was occupying the place. His impression was just as positive and hopeful as mine has been since hour one when I mopped the floors and saw the beautiful colors of the wooden planks radiate back.
Comcast arrives tomorrow for some internet hook-ups (thank you, Comcast Rep Julie, for giving me a sweet one-year deal). Jon and I are gifting ourselves a television in celebration of America’s 200some anniversary. And Apple is sending me something awesome to connect to said tv.
Pictures should arrive soon of a less than half-empty house. And I guess this means tomorrow is Tuesday. Good grief.