10/11/97 - Cognizant of Cognizance.

     It is 4AM as I write this.  I do not really
     mind, of course, since it's nice being one of
     the few in the country to be awake right now.
     I like to study late, so read another huge
     chunk of Stoker's _Dracula_ and studied for
     my classes a bit.  Yeah, on a Saturday.  Hey,
     boys grow up into men sometime, no?  Tomorrow
     is Latin day.  "Dixit te in Italiam esse"
     THIS, baby.

     But also, when I stay up late, I get lonely.
     I miss MY Anna.  I crave MY Anna.  Not many
     couples understand the intense disharmony
     the absence of a lover creates in a true
     heart.  I think to myself that at least
     we are not fated to something so severe as
     that faced by couples created by Shakespeare's
     fancy, but I also think about how those less
     deserving never think twice about being
     allowed to be together all the time.  They
     don't even consider it.  If only they were
     separated by the oceans as well!  Then they
     would understand!

     A large part of what I love about Anna, and
     indeed what I first loved her for, is her
     keen mind.  She has a ravenous appetite for
     learning languages and her skills at picking
     up different languages astounds me.  She gets
     such wonderful grades in all her classes and
     her curiosity in many different areas,
     particularly those of the liberal arts is
     a comfort to me.  Why?

     Because I think I would have trouble loving
     a woman who did not have that natural
     ambition and curiosity to learn.  I would
     not respect her as much and could not say
     so many things to her without actually saying
     them.  But Anna...O, how perfect she is for
     me!  Her disciplined, mature work habit
     makes me respect her for her brilliance and
     dedication, makes me love her for her
     loyalty and affection, and lust her for her
     ambitious, concentrated efficiency.

     Every aspect of you, Anna, complements every
     aspect of me perfectly.  I indeed do love
     you entirely and my heart does not waver
     in the degree of affection I have for you --
     if anything, it only grows, as the number
     of days we've been together grows as well.

       "A sound mind in a sound body, is
        a short but full description of
        a happy state in this world."

                        -John Locke

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