September 4th, 2004

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Had a great shabbos dinner with the boys, went to shul, came home and went to sleep. Saturday went to the study group and damn near slept through it, then went to the library and found it closed. Visiting Dvd at the moment and using his connection to get mail and update things.

Philosophical/religious musings: I am the link between history and dreams. The past is history, and the future is what I dream it to be; my parents are the past and my children are the future. I'm the peg in the middle busy holding everything together.

Meaning is something we create much more than something we discover. I don't have the time right now to connect this with the above thought, but it's something I need to do soon.