I sometimes think of my life here in Cambridge is, one friend put it: A desparate game of "Last man standing." After all, with the relentless change and the constant flux of transient folk in my life. I can't pick who stays or leaves. I don't pick my loyalties, they're a blessing from God. I can only say that after all these years looking at, who I have managed to keep in touch with, and who I have deep friendships.
There's value in the ability to reconcile our fundamentally opposing viewpoints and our varied cultural, social, and educational backgrounds and world and to value each other for our differences.
Yeah, I'm sticking around, I'm still here. I've long ago given up the expectation that anything remains constant. Sure, I carry baggage from my past. I live with my issues, and deal with my demons. What else can I do?
Posted by justin at November 18, 2003 11:12 AM