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People often like to engage in flights of fancy, to answer the question “what could have been” and imagine something better than what did happen. But what if you’re content with what did happen and yet you imagine an outcome less satisfying?

On another note, the last two weeks have been a blur…a whirlwind of activity and drama. The intarweb factors much too heavily into this. Bye for awhile.

Last weekend was a time to hang out with old friends and new friends, to relax and enjoy the presence of others. It was also a time to enjoy that one-of-a-kind Windy City chill. *brrr*

The highlight had to have been hanging out with more Orkut friends. This time, Andy and Anne were visiting Chicago from out of town. We met at lunch, where I found that they had two of their friends in tow–very pleasant folk, I might add…anyone who can appreciate “Familiy Guy” is a friend of mine. After the feast at Jimmy John’s it was off to an architectural tour from the Chicago River (highly recommended, but bring a windbreaker…Andy was just a little underprepared for the weather). Then dinner at Leona’s, and hanging out ’til the wee hours of the morning. Dialed Kate, left a VM, got a priceless one in response; dialed Heather and…I don’t remember what was said. But I remember Anne wouldn’t share the phone…

It’s awesome to meet such wonderful people. But you inevitably have to part ways, and the goodbyes are always painful. Sometimes you never really get over it, especially in those cases where you spend just enough time to foster a sense of familiarity and attachment only to have that violently wrested from you…