March 20th, 2002

year from now

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I brought the computer (and its new hard drive) back to school today. When I pulled the keyboard, mouse and cords from the bag, I could actually "smell my house." For a brief second, my dorm room smelled like my house is supposed to. Not the smoky smell of December or the paint smell of January and February... but my house... the way it's supposed to be.

This is worth mentioning because I noticed black soot stains on the side of my monitor as I set it up. The mark of the fire is there... but it's in the past... it's over... we've moved on. Things are back to normal. Perhaps this would be a good philosophy for my life. The events of the past have let their mark... but it's in the past... it's over... and it's important to continue to move forward.
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