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I am not sure if it was the strange warm cloudiness, or the cd I put on in the car today, but I had this visceral, odd flashback to the feeling of Brno. It took my breath away really, and it took everything I had not to burst into tears. I am still not sure if the feeling was happy or sad, or even what it was anymore. But it swept through my head like a thunderstorm.

No prize for me. I never have any luck in drawings. Work was long and slow and just tiresome because I so wanted to be somewhere else. We learned the other day that the company is betaing a run with some contract labor from India. I had scary visions of PcO and the madness that ensued when they set up shop in India. I don't feel good about it, but I shall keep my mouth shut and keep treading water. Though my work this week was fantastic.

Headache now, for no reason. I think I'll go to bed early.