Joanna
Matt wrote:
>On Wed, Oct 18, 2006 at 09:57:00PM -0700, joanna wrote:
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>>One could fritter one's life away in an apartment as well; but it really
>>doesn't invite us to do so. An apartment is a temporary thing. Here
>>today; gone tomorrow. Like our ephemeral selves. An apartment is just a
>>resting place; you go home, you rest, so that you can do something the
>>next day -- something that has nothing to do with the apartment. An
>>apartment doesn't really invite identifications. Hundreds of people have
>>passed through; hundreds more will follow. You will not leave it to your
>>kids; you think of other things you might leave your kids: a story, a
>>picture, a better world. An apartment invites fellowship. You watch out
>>for your neighbors. You have a Xmas party. You collect someone's mail
>>while they're out of town. You water their plants. You dream.
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>Wow. When I was in Junior High we lived in farm country. I had to
>*earn* my way into the cool kids with my sharp wit (it has since
>dulled as you can see), because I didn't live in the cool
>neighborhoods.
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>Had I lived near the cool kids, they would have known me already and
>my space at that lunch table would have been ready day 1. But no, I
>wasn't so fortunate so it took a bit of time.
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>I remember thinking it was all so silly, I mean none of us can help
>where are parents live, and not all of them can afford to live in the
>same places - or what the hell - may not even WANT to live in the same
>places. Is that really a reason to think you know someone, or worse
>yet, to think you know whats *wrong* with them?
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>I remember thinking, this is just a stupid kid thing. We'll grow out
>of it.
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>Matt
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