Tuesday, November 20, 2007
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Brakes, we gotta have brakes
Lost my brakes wandering around in the dark looking for the entrance to Wal-Mart. From the location of the Wal-Mart sign in the near corner of the mall I mistook the street before it as the entrance and found myself headed steeply down a narrow windy road with squishy brakes. Not fun.
Night camp: Wal-Mart parking lot in South Charleston WV
Stay What You Always Were
My sisters have been listening to me all my life and vice versa, and there's a limit to how interesting we find each other. Which is one of the reasons, surely -- this is exactly the kind of thought that didn't come up in conversation -- that it is at least as stifling as it is comforting to be with family. It doesn't allow its members to experiment with themselves. The penalty for being loyally accepted for the whole of your life is that you must stay what you always were.
Almost There: The Onward Journey of a Dublin Woman, Nuala O'Faolain