CA vs. CT

It's getting cold, the leaves have fallen, and the cool temperate weather I initially experienced upon arrival will soon morph into an unforgiving harsh winter... Knowing it's upon the heels, I am anticipating the first fall of snow of the winter of 2009 here in CT.

I woke up dreaming I was going for a bike ride on the trail to Intel a few days ago. It took me a minute or two before I realised that I was not in my own bed and this is not my master bedroom in Santa Clara either.

I can still recall the vivid conversation I was having in my dreams with my CA friends, telling them that I will be back in no less than 6 weeks, and actually believing that I'd be able to live a life straddling bi-coastal..

now naive, now I am looking at going "home" to CA in some unknown future time..

"Try to Remember the kind of September"

TRY TO REMEMBER Lyrics

Music: Harvey Schmidt
Lyrics: Tom Jones
Book: Tom Jones
Premiere: Tuesday, May 3, 1960

Try to remember the kind of September
When life was slow and oh, so mellow.
Try to remember the kind of September
When grass was green and grain was yellow.
Try to remember the kind of September
When you were a tender and callow fellow.
Try to remember, and if you remember,
Then follow.

Follow, follow, follow, follow, follow,
Follow, follow, follow, follow.

Try to remember when life was so tender
That no one wept except the willow.
Try to remember when life was so tender
That dreams were kept beside your pillow.
Try to remember when life was so tender
That love was an ember about to billow.
Try to remember, and if you remember,
Then follow.

Follow, follow, follow, follow, follow,
Follow, follow, follow, follow.

Follow, follow, follow, follow, follow,
Follow, follow, follow, follow.

Follow, follow, follow, follow, follow,
Follow, follow, follow, follow.

Deep in December, it's nice to remember,
Although you know the snow will follow.
Deep in December, it's nice to remember,
Without a hurt the heart is hollow.
Deep in December, it's nice to remember,
The fire of September that made us mellow.
Deep in December, our hearts should remember
And follow.