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Somewhere in the murky reflection of this mirror is the house I will soon leave for good. In many ways, my memories of the place are just about as clear. It was the first house I ever owned with a woman, a woman who would later become my wife, a woman from whom I would later part so that we might both start our lives anew.

Where to next? Ah, if only I knew. The future itself is not so clear, though I suspect it will include meandering road trips and destinations afar. I have no idea what I will find, but I hope it is a bit clearer than this.

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August 2005