tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1876595435053555888.post5199099509935637426..comments2023-03-19T06:53:16.829-04:00Comments on paris et cie: Christmas Lights, Falling Ice and ChanceKimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17281277892942914834noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1876595435053555888.post-82216242688537600182008-12-04T08:53:00.000-05:002008-12-04T08:53:00.000-05:00Philip, you were in chicago and didn't contact me?...Philip, you were in chicago and didn't contact me? I am crushed!! Next time, I will be the ultimate tour guide. And yes, we are all connected--globally we tend to think we are not and look at the mess we are in! Hugs to you.Kimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17281277892942914834noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1876595435053555888.post-68612522601337674282008-12-04T02:23:00.000-05:002008-12-04T02:23:00.000-05:00You see Kim, our life is always connected with one...You see Kim, our life is always connected with one way or another with the 'others'. The soonest we know it, the better! Have a wonderful day my dear. I have great pictures of Chicago. I hope to post them soon in 'taxidiaris'!Phivos Nicolaideshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09149376242558001013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1876595435053555888.post-35777069695710975472008-12-03T23:40:00.000-05:002008-12-03T23:40:00.000-05:00Kind of weird even for me that I am capable of thi...Kind of weird even for me that I am capable of thinking existential, contemplative thoughts. I feel much better now knowing that I am able to borrow money from all these "good friends" of mine!Kimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17281277892942914834noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1876595435053555888.post-78044188227572484392008-12-03T21:00:00.000-05:002008-12-03T21:00:00.000-05:00A very existential, contemplative post. Perhaps we...A very existential, contemplative post. <BR/><BR/>Perhaps we cross paths with all these people (and notice those who reappear again and again) in case we ever get lost and need a quarter to call home... That way, we can approach those we "know", and say "hi, it's me, you know, the girl in the cropped pants that you see every now and then. I'm lost, can you spare a quarter so I can call home?" <BR/><BR/>How might one refuse such a request when one technically "knows" the other???Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com