irony?

fundamentally, deep down, the real reason to come back was to be close to those dearest to my heart. imagine the sense irony i feel now, given that every last one of them is on a different continent to me??

ha. life's like that.

trying to piece together my readings has proved to be a hunger inducing activity. but the current prohibition on day light eating is proving a little difficult to get used to. it was never intended to be an easy process. the difficulty, the constant struggle is the kind of real jihad that i believe in: a process of making myself a better person. why shouldn't we have certain limits (mainly self-imposed) in the face of freedom? just a thought.

and now, back to intl treaties...