When Urania was young/ All thought her heavenly/ With age her eyes grow larger/ But her form unmaidenly

Monday, February 21, 2005

Back into the Water, First Toe

What I said today I hadn't realized before: I need to seek out people whose metaphorical coordinates I once knew by heart (by heart) and find out, sextant raised, where they are now to use their new location to help me figure out my own. Works for latitude, although not for longitude. That prize remains unclaimed.

Okay, what I really said is that the changing of expectations and manner by age makes me feel like Helen Keller at home after a wholesale and random furniture rearrangment. There has got to be an easier way to remap than by barking one's shins.

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