Sunday
November 23, 1997
St Kilda East

i am settled now. content. sure. assured. quieter now. the frenzy of growth and learning subsiding, leaving emergent joy.

a lot has happened for me in the past few weeks. health problems, mental and physical changes, realisation and discovery, growth and decision.

there is one area of my life that remains unresolved. it will for awhile. the solution will require compromise and work, and a lot of careful guidance to achieve a situation and arrangement to suit those involved. i can't do this by myself, which is a new one for me. i usually get hung on those things which i have to do for myself.

i don't like the plural of many words. find that adding an " s " to words debases them, detracts from the beauty of a word, steals some of the beauty of a sentence, a phrase, an expression. i suppose it reflects me. looking always to break down, to decontruct, to pare away, and analyse to the lowest level. training in systems analysis gave me the ability to see clearly its benefit, and to formalise the procedure. work on issues made easier by thought crysalised as diagrams. conscious acknowledgement of avenues and options. unecessary complications excluded easily. life is normalised. from primary key to least significant input there are no duplications, and existence is simplified.

life as a data flow diagram.

has anyone ever come up with a good, defining reason why you can't always have and do what you want?

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