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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>
		<link>http://mytimeasahuman.com/divining-our-future-selves/11#comment-21</link>
		<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>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[&#8230;] 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 [&#8230;]</p>
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		<title>By: Heather</title>
		<link>http://mytimeasahuman.com/divining-our-future-selves/11#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'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>
		<link>http://mytimeasahuman.com/divining-our-future-selves/11#comment-8</link>
		<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, 'safe' 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's no wonder that my adult life took me on such a journey.  it'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, &#8217;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>
		<link>http://mytimeasahuman.com/divining-our-future-selves/11#comment-6</link>
		<dc:creator>Mandie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Apr 2008 16:08:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Well written. You're almost writing my story. My dad retires next February, and they're looking for a winter home here. I don't think they'll ever be able to let go of Indiana and all the family we have there, so they'll have to straddle both worlds. 

Strangely enough, I didn't even like my parents until I moved out-of-state. Now I'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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