Letters and Roads
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thirteenrocksHad the day off, and ended up going to Muscoda, Wisconsin. For those who are unfamiliar with Muscoda, it is a small town west of bumbelfuck egypt and south of the middle of nowhere. Why would I go there? For awhile I have been doing some Crude Genealogy on my mothers side. I find it quite the hobby and interesting. Therefore I went with 2 goals in mind: 1) find the public libary and do research on the town, and 2) Find a township called Pulaski, which has elluded me for ages. Both of which I found, and rejoiced in.
Driving through the backroads of WI i came to the realisation that it is a breathtaking place, and astonished on how well I know the roads. These were the roads I grew up on, drove 1,00000000 times, and know like the back of my hand. When I am here, it just all comes back, kind of natural, and yet haunted. At times I feel when I come here, I am sucked into this vortex, where nothing makes sense, a time where I try to please my parents and not "rock the boat." Yet I have to give kudos out to mom who asked about John, a BF of mine who came to my grandfathers furneral. Its just kind of another world and another place.
My mom had me clean out a box of "goodies" that i had in the basement. I plum forgot about it. In it was some old magizines, a few clothes, a costume piece from a h.s. play I was in, letters from kara, and then these 2 letters. One from an old H.S. Professor, and the other from my "mother" i followed during her last month of pregnancy and saw the birth of her child.
1) "I think about you being in the medical field and wonder how one can do it. I love biology and human physiology but I like to study it from a distance. How does one get past the realization that each pt is a person with a family that loves them and is suffering along with them? I am glad that you are going to be a nurse, your compassion, and sense of humor will be much appreciated by your patients and thier families"
2.Thank you again for sharing in and give me support of Kthleens birth. It was appreciated I will always remember it.
and you know, that is all I want to talk about tonight.
Driving through the backroads of WI i came to the realisation that it is a breathtaking place, and astonished on how well I know the roads. These were the roads I grew up on, drove 1,00000000 times, and know like the back of my hand. When I am here, it just all comes back, kind of natural, and yet haunted. At times I feel when I come here, I am sucked into this vortex, where nothing makes sense, a time where I try to please my parents and not "rock the boat." Yet I have to give kudos out to mom who asked about John, a BF of mine who came to my grandfathers furneral. Its just kind of another world and another place.
My mom had me clean out a box of "goodies" that i had in the basement. I plum forgot about it. In it was some old magizines, a few clothes, a costume piece from a h.s. play I was in, letters from kara, and then these 2 letters. One from an old H.S. Professor, and the other from my "mother" i followed during her last month of pregnancy and saw the birth of her child.
1) "I think about you being in the medical field and wonder how one can do it. I love biology and human physiology but I like to study it from a distance. How does one get past the realization that each pt is a person with a family that loves them and is suffering along with them? I am glad that you are going to be a nurse, your compassion, and sense of humor will be much appreciated by your patients and thier families"
2.
and you know, that is all I want to talk about tonight.
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Date: 11 Mar 2004 05:49 (UTC)ps: I'm going to use bumbelfuck egypt in a sentence this weekend :)
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