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[luckyceres]

I love books.

It used to be that I felt the world was literally at my fingertips, Africa to Mongolia within the span of a single page.  It seemed that there would be no reason to leave the library, and happiness could be found hidden in the dusty stacks.  I would surround myself with books, reading until my eyes went blurry with fatigue.  I lived

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[luckyceres]

I was talking to someone about this just the other day - you know, I came to find out more about my roots. And now I think I might like to stop digging. But that's alright, I suppose - roots are roots, regardless of how bad they might look at certain points, and it'd only hurt me to ignore them. It's been a real eye-opener about the cultural differences between the eastern and western worlds. Educational and pleasant most of the time.

Lebanon sounds like an exciting place to go visit. When would you have time to go?