We see through a (fishtank) glass, darkly

[make_some_noise]

There is something profound about sitting in front of a dirty fishtank in the basement of the MARB on a Sunday afternoon, reading a Toni Morrison novel and knowing that there is a huge, gray underwater creature staring back at me the whole time. I had spent the morning talking to people and feeling misunderstood, unworthy. I took a chance on the

Comments

[j_fastino]

1. I love this post. For many reasons.
2. I miss you muchly. When are you coming home so that we can hang out?

[make_some_noise]

Thanks Justin. It's always good to get back in the habit of posting every once and a while... and it's even better to know that someone actually reads the stuff!

I'll be home in exactly a month, if all goes as planned. We definitely need to schedule a rendez-vous (or two or ten billion) to make up for lost time. Can't wait to see you then!

[azure_angel_2]

I think you need to steal this fish and bring it home with you.
Would that be violating the school's honor code, do you think?

"Piscem natare doces
Translation: You're teaching a fish to swim.
Anonymous Latin saying."
-From Wikiquote.com

... Since you've studied Latin, I figured you would know if that's true. :)