Sometimes there's so much beauty in the world I feel like I can't take it, like my heart's going to cave in.

Mine eyes have seen the gloryAnd
of that ragged flag unfurled
and I wonder when the light of the last
honest man passed from this weary world and they say
home is where the heart is
my heart ain't in this town
Mary - you're covered in roses, you're covered in ashes, you're covered in rain...
In other news:
I still don't know what i'm doing for my

My computer has been more cranky than usual as of late. I'm gonna need to buy myself a new computer regardless of whether i get in to grad school or not.
The one bad thing about going home so early is that it means missing the 3pm Sunday massage workshop.
E-mail from my father:
Grandma was cleaning out some old magazines and gave us the Spring, 2003 issue of Natural New England. There's a little article on the reopening of the Lyman Conservatory with this great pull quote, "The campus is just a short hop (walkable) from tourist-friendly downtown Northampton with an ample collection of eateries, boutiques, galleries, bookstores and other trappings of a sophisticated New England college-town."