Thursday, August 28

I need to make a decision in 24 hours about which college to attend for grad studies. I'm toeing the line again. I dropped by the bookstore yesterday, and I ran smack into this Zen book about Changes. It plopped open to Monsieur Proust, who says: "The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes."

What the hell does that mean?

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