Walt Whitman's poem "A Noiseless Patient Spider" is the inspiration for the title of this blog, which is an attempt to remain connected to the people who have been part of my life.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
arthur road
Tracy called it 'our perfect little neighborhooh,' and I agree with her.
Several things make it perfect: Cafe du Parc, George and his bottle shop, the family run co-op grocery store, the tube stop just 100 metres from our front door, and the park.
It's also clean, safe, and friendly. I'll miss all of these things. It holds happy memories. As our first abode together, it will be associated with the discovery of a young relationship. We brought Tim home to it, and five months of his 'firsts' are connected to it.
I've loved living here. It's the first time I've lived in a real city, one of the major players of the world as far as cities go. I can be on Oxford Street from my home in the same time that it takes you to get to your local mall. I have yet to meet someone who hasn't heard of London. Yet, I live in a real neighborhood.
I will miss this place, but I'm not sad about leaving. We're headed out on another adventure then to the US, which I get to experience through Paul's eyes. My life with Paul is proving to be just what I expected, full of rich memories of past experiences, contentment with our present life, and excitement about the next journey.
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