the night's still early, i'll probably take a bath, read my entertainment weekly and newsweek in the tub until the magazines get soggy, and call it an evening.
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JAN 23 2004
i woke up this morning with a yearning for a yard. "i don't belong in the city," i thought to myself, "i need a nice suburban house with a big backyard that i can walk around in and unwind." one of the things i miss about not living in belmont. sure, i do have a small backyard here in cambridge, but i've already grown bored with it after two seasons. i want a lawn, and i want trees, and i want flowers, and i want vegetables, and i miss the wildlife, however mundane, from the squirrels to the skunks, the bluejays and the cardinals, the ants and the bees. i need a nature excursion. since costa rica, i've just surrounded myself with this concrete jungle. i know it's winter, but winter is no less a part of nature than any other seasons. the city is stifling. i yearn for wide open spaces.
the night's still early, i'll probably take a bath, read my entertainment weekly and newsweek in the tub until the magazines get soggy, and call it an evening.
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