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	<title>Comments on: Divining Our Future Selves</title>
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	<description>writings by Kai Mantsch</description>
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		<title>By: Switches &#187; My Time as a Human &#187; writings by Kai Mantsch</title>
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		<dc:creator>Switches &#187; My Time as a Human &#187; writings by Kai Mantsch</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Apr 2008 15:11:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] of the many unique components of our house was a full sized pipe organ my parents scavenged from an old church. (Actually, I believe the first [...]</description>
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		<title>By: Heather</title>
		<link>http://mytimeasahuman.com/divining-our-future-selves/11/comment-page-1#comment-9</link>
		<dc:creator>Heather</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 06 Apr 2008 04:26:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I visited Fallingwater today for the first time.  I don&#039;t need luxury, but nevertheless it was a little painful to compare the natural beauty and real intentionality of that place with the room crammed full of stuff in an architectural monstrosity that I fall asleep in at the moment.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I visited Fallingwater today for the first time.  I don&#8217;t need luxury, but nevertheless it was a little painful to compare the natural beauty and real intentionality of that place with the room crammed full of stuff in an architectural monstrosity that I fall asleep in at the moment.</p>
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		<title>By: winnie</title>
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		<dc:creator>winnie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 05 Apr 2008 19:29:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>i think of my own parents and their home choices over the course of my lifetime.  small, cluttered, &#039;safe&#039; in the suburbs and most notably, temporary. my childhood and adolescence were characterized by constant moves, leaving friends, redefining my identity and never quite feeling settled.  it&#039;s no wonder that my adult life took me on such a journey.  it&#039;s only now that i think my sense of wanderlust stems from a deeply rooted desire to find a place that i can really call home.

certainly, i still want to travel and want to explore and see beautiful, foreign, presently unimaginable things in my lifetime, but i am so happy to have found austin and to finally be in a place where i can... rest.  slow down.  take my shoes off.  be home.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>i think of my own parents and their home choices over the course of my lifetime.  small, cluttered, &#8216;safe&#8217; in the suburbs and most notably, temporary. my childhood and adolescence were characterized by constant moves, leaving friends, redefining my identity and never quite feeling settled.  it&#8217;s no wonder that my adult life took me on such a journey.  it&#8217;s only now that i think my sense of wanderlust stems from a deeply rooted desire to find a place that i can really call home.</p>
<p>certainly, i still want to travel and want to explore and see beautiful, foreign, presently unimaginable things in my lifetime, but i am so happy to have found austin and to finally be in a place where i can&#8230; rest.  slow down.  take my shoes off.  be home.</p>
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		<title>By: Mandie</title>
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		<dc:creator>Mandie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Apr 2008 16:08:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Well written. You&#039;re almost writing my story. My dad retires next February, and they&#039;re looking for a winter home here. I don&#039;t think they&#039;ll ever be able to let go of Indiana and all the family we have there, so they&#039;ll have to straddle both worlds. 

Strangely enough, I didn&#039;t even like my parents until I moved out-of-state. Now I&#039;m looking forward to a possible future where I can come visit whenever I want -- at least half the year.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Well written. You&#8217;re almost writing my story. My dad retires next February, and they&#8217;re looking for a winter home here. I don&#8217;t think they&#8217;ll ever be able to let go of Indiana and all the family we have there, so they&#8217;ll have to straddle both worlds. </p>
<p>Strangely enough, I didn&#8217;t even like my parents until I moved out-of-state. Now I&#8217;m looking forward to a possible future where I can come visit whenever I want &#8212; at least half the year.</p>
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