Monday, September 15th, 2008

Passage from Jurassic Park by Michael Crichton

something else, plan to run an errand, but never got there…and at the end of your life, your whole existence has the same haphazard quality, too. Your whole life has the same shape as a single day.’

Monday, September 15th, 2008

thoughts on friends

These couple of days, perhaps I was unusually idle, I start to ponder over the idea of friends. Earlier in their marriage my parents used to have friends coming to the house. Over the years of their lives, perhaps family life and career start to take centerstage, they start to drop off from one another’s lives. Then, in [...]