Monday, September 27, 2004

1, 2, 3....

We now have a "counter," so I'll know if anyone actually visits. A good friend installed it; he says it's easy, but my eyes cross at all these codes.

It's early in the morning. I'm going to call my kids in the states. My son is going off to South America today. It's the post army whatever, and it makes me ill. I was more at ease when he was inspecting, or garbage--human garbage--collecting in Shechem. I like being in a small country. And my baby is now doing his army service in a similar place.

Life goes on. You can see that I'm tense; I'm typing pure prose.

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