tales from an ordinary world

2000-10-23

After a near-apocalyptic weekend spent at Oktoberfest and then recovering from it, things look different now. On the way home in a friend of a friend's car, somewhere in between trying to sing along to that Shania Twain song (shame and sobriety go hand in hand, unfortunately), I scribbled something in my Palm V, saying "There was no blinding flash of light. I just Understood." Now, of course, I can't remember exactly what it was that I understood, only that I had some kind of moment. But the residual feeling still hasn't gone away, and it's delightfully calming.