Written 11 April, 2007
My Big Award
I'm flying to Philadelphia tomorrow to go to a conference and get an award.
I'd much rather get a RE-ward than an A-ward, but I'm not complaining.
I'll be home late Sunday.
Please keep an eye on Pele while I"m gone.
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I wish you all the best for Philly - also for "that other thing".
- Peter Stindberg
Good Luck Chey, Hope the speech goes well. Give us all the juicy goss when you get back.
Standing in Pele, waist deep right now, but it's useless. Pele knows the truth.
It's empty and quiet here right now. Only the wind and the bubbling of the caldera.
Hoping for somebody to show, anybody, even the Dutch.
I fly to the beach to check on the Orca, and even she senses your absence. She floats sadly and aimlessly in the lagoon, ignoring the dolphins playing nearby.
The train tracks are silent, empty, and the peacock calls to me from below, begging me to provide the least little bit of relief from the silence.
The east beach is thankfully not so quiet and the crackling fire and crashing waves restore the warmth in me.
Exhuberance is still. I sit on the swing at the edge of the water and listen to the wind chimes. They sound as lonely as the Orca and the Peacock. A sad and rhythmless tune.
They miss you here, Chey. Come back and play with us, they say.
Awards are nice, but Pele calls to you "Don't stay away too long"
I'll sit and listen to the chimes a little longer, then throw myself once more into the Caldera.
And hope...
Thanks, everyone!!!
I was gone only four days, but in Sl time that's like a slow cruise around the world.
Good to be back!!
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