Boston was...

was amazing. I had a great time catching up with Jamie and Clayton. It's been a long time coming.

I also: had a world class dinner at the Boston Harbor Hotel, went whale watching, walked all over the city of Boston, wandered through the stacks at Harvard's main research library, people-watched and took silly pictures at MIT, enjoyed some delicious and completely new-to-me beer, met some great people (some of whom are from my own little corner of the world), and in general, had a smashing time that I hope to revisit sooner than later. Boston has not seen the last of me nor me of it if I have any say in the matter.

It's funny how some things come to people as easily as breathing does to others. It doesn't seem a matter of choosing but of acceptance. And with that comes a little peace.

P.S. First chance I get (when I can get this book out of storage), I’m re-reading this: Bauschatz, Paul: The Well and the Tree: World and Time in Early Germanic Culture, University of Mass, Amherst, 1982.