this space will be interesting to watch, now that you are here. this morning -- or i guess it was the afternoon, wasn't it? -- we had pancakes and eggs and coffee at bob's big boy. we shared laughs as we passed the sugar and told stories while we buttered our toast. that was very different from clicking keys and scanning text. it was the kind of day i would tell you about, but you were already there.it's refreshing, though, to hear your voice and see your smile. i don't feel at all as though we've had to make a gigantic leap from text to flesh. it's more like you are an old friend who has come back around.i wish it could be that easy with everyone. i know we've talked about this before, and i am sure i will say it over and over again: there are simply too many wonderful people who live all over the globe and i wish i could see them more often than i do. i wish i could see them all the time. it must be strange for you, too, to have everything shifted. you see some of your best friends on a daily basis, but now you are thousands of miles away from your family. thank god for cheap flights and four-day weekends and free long distance minutes. we can always find ways to stay connected. i don't know what you see this site becoming. it was, after all, your dream that started it and your work that has kept it going. but i would like to stay a while to see where it ends. yes, you and i can meet for coffee and conversation, but it is, and always has been, about more than just the two of us. there will always be stories to share and people with whom to share them. maybe this time we'll be telling some stories together.and thus wrote christine on 4/8/2002. +
and thus wrote christine on 4/8/2002. +
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