:more proustian junk:
"perhaps the greatest claim one can therefore make for suffering is that it opens up possibilities for intelligent, imaginative enquiry-possibilities which may quite easily be, and most often are, overlooked or refused.
although it has now become cloudy, the early part of the day was glittering with sun and a freshness of the air i have not known since last winter in la...
it was cold, and i mean like wintery cold...i could have easily been adorned with one of my many scarfs, which i didn't bring with me.
i walked, and quite a way, to jim morrison's grave all the way across town...ha, like the eiffel tower experience, i didn't anticipate the walk to be THAT long.
but it was nice, people sitting around admiring his humble site, amidst the beasts that could serve well for a small catholic mass.
sunday in europe...life stops in europe, even in the larger cities...it's lovely.
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I can't believe I missed your call from the Eiffel. I was in homedepot of ALL places getting freakin keys made, only to return to my car and find that wonderful message. AHGGGhhh. I'm glad you made it to Paris it really is a delightful place. I remember the first time I saw the tour d'eiffel. Adrenaline ran through me and huge smiles. Take Care. I'll try my best to be there on the 22nd. Love you much,
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