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My life has become this amazingly unexpected journey of people, places and events.  I sit looking at it and only could feel gratitude.  Yet in the mornings I wake up to the feeling of separation that keeps growing.  I've always battled with the concept of connectedness and inter-connectedness and it just keeps growing.  Seems the more I understand what connectedness is all about, the more I realise my distinct separation to everything around me.  Perhaps this is the nature and order of things. Someone told me that I wouldn't understand this until I could throw myself into the depths of my loneliness and isolation.  That only there I would fi

I had to write something down here because if I had to see my old entry once more I'd puke. Over & out!

As we sat there in the silence of the office eating a slice of the cake I had bought her, I noticed her wiping away some tears.  I felt inadequate.  Still I did not know whether they were tears of gratitude or tears of sadness.