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Sunday, February 11, 2007
a sign for the dawning
a new era: and the sign is a beautiful, old-school, clicky keyboard with proper layout and none of the windows keys sitting on my desk. and a p5 glove attached to my home pc; the mouse functioning's alright, but i need a connection to the internet in order to download a dll that wasn't installed off the cd provided :S
i have to get up really early to make it to the new base on time, and today stung a little. i spent most of the day running around forms hiking, and i met many interesting people.
i just have this feeling like things are going well, as they should be, as they should have been, and today left me with the unusual sensation that all the horrible shit i've been through during the last six years has been made worthwhile.
i was thinking about this on the bus: i look back on my blogging and i see how much i've matured since i began, and it's hard to remember that the reason i view all that stuff now as simple and easy to deal with is because i learned how the first time through suffering.
and 20/20 hindsight is complete bullshit, because if i knew a week ago what i know now i wouldn't have behaved the same and i wouldn't have gotten to the point i'm at.
but as my mother taught me, i've always done what i've believed is right at the time, and somehow it's all worked out. and even if it hadn't i wouldn't be able to regret *my* actions...
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