November 13, 2006
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well, it was a very stormy night last night, and this afternoon and this evening have been very stormy as well. fortunately, it was gray but not raining this morning when i guided a tour group of prospective students around the campus. my fellow tour guide and i showed them the buildings and grounds, and surprised ourselves by some of the arcane bits of knowledge that floated around our heads... for example, the fact that the St. Mark's library consists of approximately a quater of a million volumes, and is considered the premier theological library in the United States (if not all of North America)... we got to see the new, rennovated rooms in the two residence halls that have been closed and will be reopened in January -- as far as i can tell, except for the bathrooms on each floor (*sigh*), the only thing those rooms have over mine is that they will be WiFi enabled, and i have to tap into my next door neighbor's (with his permission of course)....
there are wind gusts accompanying tonight's rain that top out at 30mph. when someone opens the door to the house/dorm, you can hear the wind roar up the stairs, all the way up to the 4th floor, where it rattles the door, trying come in.. perhaps trying to get warm... the wind also makes its presence known as it slams the rain against the windows, rattling them in their sashes, and moving the curtains...
i push the curtains aside in my bedroom window; the lights are off to avoid glare on the glass... looking north ,through the panes splattered with rain, i see that the lowering sky has encompased some of the building tops. the skyscrapers here do more than scrape the sky > they penetrate the clouds like concrete beanstalks in a fairy tale. the limbs the trees have thrust so high so bravely are bereft now; all of their leaves have been scattered by the wind into a carpet on the sidewalk, once golden but now sodden brown. the chill of the storm slides underneath the window frame, creeping over the sill into the room, curling around my shoulders. the neon lights and street lamps glow through the drops of rain like jewels...
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There was rain here that knocked over a construction sign into the main street, and caused not one, but THREE accidents.
Not to mention extra traffic onto our street so people could get 'round. It was shocking and terrible. Hopefully your evening was better than mine :love:
ryc: Thanks! I photocopied my report card and passed it around the table on family night! Everyone was so happy! :sunny:
Are your smilies working? :wha:
i love love love stormy windy days. as long as i'm inside, of course.
ryc: the stairs thing is more than i do, trust me. i'm lazzzzzzzzzzzy.
Thank you for your comments.
I'm not afraid of the process of dying. Perhaps it is becasue I have been exposed to it for so long. But I fear other things. Failure, Being Love-less, not having a purpose...these things bug me. But you're right, pain does help us understand that we are alive. In fact, I would go so far as to say it's the only thing that does, because in homeostatic happiness and contentment we neglect the gift of life.
very nice.
glad you liked my joke.
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