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"The truth about stories is that that's
all we are."
- Thomas King
A period of transition - I am working on
applications to grad schools, wanting to continue with my strong interests
in forms and content of communication, and the uses of language. Sometimes I
wonder why I persist in what is often an exhausting and demoralizing
endeavour, in a society that has a savagely elitist
attitude toward higher education, but then I remember that the most likely
alternative is another 20 years of mind-numbing clerical work...
Racing is, needless to say, on hold while I
go to school. Yes, I miss it. Sometimes I remember sitting low
in the cockpit, looking out over the tops of my front tires - perhaps with
a rooster-tail of spray flying in my face - and tears come to my eyes.
(Is it strange that I feel much the same way when I remember nursing my
babies?)
