Wednesday, January 26, 2011

a Boston state of Mind

The truth is I love Boston, and I haven't even been there yet. I've been reading The Scarlet Letter, a novel by Nathaniel Hawthorne about a particularly adulterous scandal in New England. When I think of old Boston I think of Berklee College of Music, of delicate white sailboats on the lake, broad accents and Irish Americans, of the Tea Party of the American Revolution.

The truth is, I might be going there sometime soon, if I am supposed to, and if things work out, and if I can succeed in making a good decision, which is something that happens to me only on occasion. The decision part, I mean.

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