How Sad a Passage

COUNTESS "This young gentlewoman had a father,--O, that 'had'! how sad a passage 'tis!--whose skill was almost as great as his honesty; had it stretched so far, would have made nature immortal, and death should have play for lack of work." -Act I scene i, All's Well that Ends Well.

Sunday, January 24, 2010

Yellios

And the sun sprang from the eastern waters... Ah, yes. An unlikely bender of a few days, that. From the Shakespeare By The Sea meeting to the Seahorse and Toothy Moose and a lost/broken phone, to a resolutes lunch over pints and then a wine-enthused Kentucky Fried Chicken feast at the Palace of Nestor, to a solitary walk home shortened by the fortuitous cab and chit.

For, despite the exhaustion, there was the comfort being sought, randomly provided. Yes, random, for the Arkansas wedding to circumvent the blood test, young Louis, the predictable kareoke crowd at Michaels, the lovely gin, and late-night Young Avenue wanderings toward a night hilariously summarized as frustrating and unmemorable.

Because the world is so damn fun, so incredibly unpredictable and good. A wonderful week from that lecture referred to and reflected on below, with the ensuing days only emphasizing the inherent value of remaining bounded by this city. And so, the wondering over the wandering continues... as you also reflect on how to deal with this newest complication that has appeared of nowhere. So funny.

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