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epitome of incomprehensibility
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Saturday I figured out how to walk downtown from where I live. It took an hour and a half, compared to an hour to walk to the university, but on a fairly safe non-highway'd route... medium-small Ontario city here, not Montreal.
Downtown, I saw some people I vaguely know at this cafe reading-thing. Nobody from my program, no Bloomsday stuff, alas, but some interesting conversation.
On the way back I noticed overhanging tree branches, and I decided that just because forgiveness is imperfect doesn't mean it doesn't exist. Lately I was being cynical, thinking that forgiving was just an abstract religious concept that doesn't apply to the real world, but this was only me being close-minded and/or self-centred.
And my other philosophical insight was that tight sandals = sore feet.
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Taking advantage of the later-setting sun, I walked to Pointe-Claire Library Tuesday. At first I was worried about things, feeling sort of lonely and weary of walking (it takes almost an hour to walk there from where I live), but the sun was bright and it wasn't too cold. By the time I'd renewed my books and was walking back along Donegani, I was in a good mood.
I saw my first robin of the year hopping near a fence. The ground was partly covered in snow. The robin looked at the snow; it seemed to be saying "What the fuck?" which was rather rude of it, though pardonable.
I was smiling, partly at the bird and partly at my weird imagination, so a guy on the same street stopped to see what I was looking at. Robins! Springtime! Happiness! Or something to that effect.
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ravenna_my_ravenna (sic)
i saw a bald eagle yesterday (!) waiting for the bus near my house
the full moon of march was called the worm moon by the algonquins because it was around the time that the worms first started to appear on the surface of the ground which caused the birds to come back.
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do you ever feel like you want to eat daffodils?
some people cut them and make flower arrangements and other people chop up the bulbs and add them to their cooked breakfast.
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