so she knows i love norway, and that i miss her terribly, and then from norway she sends me a packet with postcards and annotated maps of where she was. it was all done in our classic sarcastic style, but i could feel how much she wanted me there. and this after I had just resigned myself to staying in the usa for the rest of my life. best sister, ever. someday, we will indeed take that smurfs big-wheel to the moon.
Right now, it seems to me that two things govern all of human life: love and acceptance. It’s just a question of with what whom where you fall in love. Some fall in love with god, others others, but the effect is pretty much the same either way.
As for acceptance, well, I’m stealing this directly and shamelessly from Steinbeck and thus jp who introduced the two of us, but if were all weren’t so grippingly terrified of not being accepted by other people the world would be a much better place. Thus, to anyone reading this site (my friends) I say this: I try to accept you for who you are, to the extent that I know you. I do better sometimes than others, but believe me I am trying.