It's been a cold weekend. So cold I had to do sit ups at home to warm up. I suspect the thermostat in my apartment is broken.. it doesn't get any warmed even when I crank up the heater- still at 18C... so much for running around naked. Either that or the university is trying to save on uitlities. I'm trying to mentally prep myself before I head out for coffee and lunch. It's -28 outside, -37 with windchill. Not a good time to not have food at home.. I should have remembered the grasshoppers. I suppose I should be grateful, usually it would have been this cold a month ago... I'm so glad that this laptop heats up so quickly within minutes of operation... it's a great hand warmer. Freak, it's cold in here.
[12:51:05 AM]: I just realized I'm the kind that likes to keep old letters. [12:52:17 AM]: the sentiment of writing a letter, doesn't matter what kind, it takes effort.. [12:53:44 AM]: there is something incredibly moving about someone willing to go through all those trouble to tell you something, trivial or profound, especially when you re-read it years later and realize that the sentiment no longer exist. I was digging through store room boxes looking for some old course notes from undergrad. I accidentally discover some old letters and read through them. When I went on skype I said this. I wasn't sure if felt precious because 1) no body writes real letters anymore, 2)it marked a completely different time point in our lives where the sender find the need and the right to share whatever it was, with me, or 3)the realization that I actually got to hold on to something that I lost. Probably all of the above, depending on who you are. I wonder if anyone out there kept the let...
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