Atonement
So much synchronicity lately: 1995, 2008…and the future. Seemed fitting to republish this today. Gearing up the edit slate for new posts in the weeks ahead. Stick around!
Not like “curious strange” (although you might think so), but curious like “I’m wondering about…” Always a positive sign of my mental health.
As I was wandering around the locker room where I work, I saw this (a framed St. Paul Pioneer Press article, below left), dated Sunday, Sept. 24, 1995.
Hmmm, I thought. Bet I have an entry from the 1995 journal on that date.
Noting to check it when I got home, I meanwhile tried imagining what I did that day, given the year and season.
In 1995 I was living in a one-bedroom apartment in St. Paul’s Merriam Park, not far from where I am now. I recall I’d had a tough time there by June ’95, three years into freelancing and struggling to get by.
My Sunday ritual then was breakfast, coffee, and a newspaper at home. When I found the entry dated…
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