it's a crisp day outside, a kind of a day which beckons you to take a walk or do something meaningful for another. here i am at the library for the umpteenth (sp?) time and wish that i were back in Alexandria (my humble abode) visiting shops or on the road to somewhere.
sometimes, i think we make decisions on the spur of the moment or based on such a trivial factor only to realize later the full implications of what we have done. in retrospect, i very much regret having come to DC. i wish i was enveloped by words and people who beckon and hold me with their warmth and comfort. i wish i were in a place where i could identify with the language spoken there - language of inclusion, openness and truth. i wish i were in a grad program which inspires me on a daily basis to be a better person and to love and to serve another - a place where i can be free to be myself. i wish i were in a place that loves back and pours blessings in gentle waves and rhythms unbeknownst to the recipient.
