measi's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Typical Monday? Wild weekend, eh? With the focus on LGM's dad, I didn't write my thoughts on the Columbia explosion-- like so many people, it brought me back to the moment I heard about Challenger. But before I really had a chance to sit down and formulate said entry, I received the call from LGM, and more immediate concerns kicked in. Maybe I'll write my thoughts on Columbia sometime tonight. It's something I actually want to sit down and compose, rather than my typical freeversing. But I really don't know what I want or have to say that hasn't been said already by many people, other than to realize how poor I am at dealing with death. My mind just doesn't wrap around it for some reason. Perhaps September 11th has made me numb. Perhaps it's a self-protection mechanism going into effect. Perhaps-- and I hope not-- I'm just insensitive to death. Weird stuff... and lots of self-reflection. *sigh* Candlemas came and went this year with only a brief realization around 5 p.m. when Fox news did a quick little tidbit on Groundhog's Day-- I forgot it was Candlemas. Completely slipped my mind. Ah well, the Goddess will have a good motherly giggle about my cluelessness. I know I give her more than enough comic relief at times. On a brighter front, it's the warmest day we've had in nearly a month, and the sunshine is making me feel better about things. I'm hoping that I can go out for a little walk during the lunch break, if the streets are clear enough. Maybe I'll do that to celebrate Candlemas a bit late-- there's fresh snow outside and good weather. Can't ask for much more than that. Off to work... ~ Mel. 10:16 a.m. - 03 February 2003 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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