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[rebeccmeister]

Last year, when I came to visit Boston, it felt like slipping into an old skin, a former self. This year, it definitely feels like a foreign place--I vaguely remember where everything is, and how to navigate from here to there, but there are so many intervening memories now.

Anyway. I need to go to the race course and do a wee bit of rowing. It's going to be a busy day...

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Old places; new selves

[madondi.livejournal.com]

I definitely have felt that way about Portland the last couple of visits. It's one of those strange emotions somewhere between sadness, nostalgia, and a feeling of life progression. So, I guess it always seems like one of those good sad feelings to me.