Missing

I miss Canada, too. No, I don’t miss Canada; I miss the people I left
behind.

But I am here to be with the people I will miss all the rest of the
year. My weekends are theirs. During the week, though, I miss
everyone. We used to meet more often than this (even the cook has
asked where everyone has disappeared to!), but now I feel guilty
dragging them to my house for the leisurely conversations we used to
enjoy.

My friends here—we have gotten used to keeping in touch over the
Internet. I have to relearn how to be present again. Maybe I should
spend my evenings calling people up. I need that connection. This
feels wasteful, otherwise.

Random Emacs symbol: make-obsolete – Command: Make the byte-compiler warn that OBSOLETE-NAME is obsolete.

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