It's a lovely city even in inclement weather. I'm glad I was able to visit and I would love to return but it may be that it's right to remember that feeling I mentioned in my last blog entry. It may be not such a bad thing to know the patterns that are there to form the fabric of one's life.
All those ancient Greek metaphors about weaving make sense to me now. We stretch and strain and try to believe in possibilities and every now and then something does change in a very major way but for the most part things do seem to stay the same, don't they?
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