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Running with Scissors by Augusten Burroughs
My mother is standing in front of the bathroom mirror smelling polished and ready; like Jean Nate, Dippity Do and the waxy sweetness of lipstick.
East of Eden by John Steinbeck
The Salinas Valley is in Northern California.
The Straw Men by Michael Marshall
Palmerston is not a big town, nor one that can convincingly be said to be at the top of its game.
Vineland by Thomas Pynchon
Later than usual one summer morning in 1984, Zoyd Wheeler drifted awake in sunlight through a creeping fig that hung in the window, with a squadron of blue jays stomping around on the roof.
Collected Fictions by Jorge Luis Borges
In 1517, Fray Bartolomé de las Casas, feeling great pity for the Indians who grew worn and lean in the drudging infernos of the Antillean gold mines, proposed to Emperor Charles V that Negroes be brought to the isles of the Caribbean, so that they might grow worn and lean in the drudging infernos of the Antillean gold mines.
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posted Tuesday, July 24, 2001
Love's Labors Relinquished
Yet again, I am outward bound. Dad and I are making a trip to Chicago tomorrow with Sumo and delivering him to a new home. It's hard to give up a pet, especially after you've put so much time and love into caring for them.
Finding him a new home wasn't entirely my decision, but was one I made concrete. The deciding factor was the coincidental discovery of a canine utopia with a built-in girlfriend ? 20-acres of farmland in Illinois owned by a woman who has a 1-year old female Akita.
I'm saddened I wasn't able to provide him a better home. I know that ultimately I would have been able to take better care of him than I can now, but in the meantime, I found it grossly unfair to keep him confined to a kennel day-in and day-out.
For once in my life, I feel I have rightly put the welfare of another before my own selfish wants. At the same time, however, I can't help but feel a little guilty ? a little humiliated ? that I didn't anticipate this situation to begin with.
I am a different person than I was six months ago when I first found Sumo. I recognize this in my changing beliefs, the company I keep, the way I spend my time and perform everyday activities.
Change is good, but continually improving one's situation oftentimes requires the uprooting of the innermost vines that have grown out of love. Love itself may last forever, but the products of love are in constant motion and states of existence.
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