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Posted Sat, Jun 2, 2007

What I wrote last night

By Joanna Wissinger

I'm beginning to wonder if I am crazy to go to the reunion, but it's kind of too late--I've made plans to meet people, I've rented a car, I've told everyone I'm going, I've told Tom (my son) HE'S going--I can't back out now. I do want to go, I have these whole theory about the me I am now reconnecting with the me I was then and trying to repair the huge disconnect I feel at times. And, you know, it's a cool place. But sometimes I feel like I invented the whole thing and it never really happened, in part because I haven't been back in New Haven for SO long. And I do want to show T some things, although the part he was most interested in was the idea that they have old comic books in the rare book collection in Beinecke, and for all I know that's an urban legend.

I've learned from other non-reunion get-togethers I've been to that it doesn't matter how much I've physically changed, all the old psychic connections are still there. It's odd really, but you do fall back into the old patterns. I hope bringing Tom along will disrupt that a little, because I don't necessarily relish the idea of everything being the same as it ever was.

When am I going to pack? And why don't I have any clean laundry? What if it rains? etc.