it's not just a pair of words

Another way that I look at this weekend's trip is as a potential rebirth. There's a chance that if I go out there and find some mumbo jumbo spiritual connection with the place, I'll be leaving my "old self" behind, and a "new me" will emerge to enjoy the remainder of the second movement of ludwig van's 9th symphony. If I do things right, the "new me" could be significantly closer to the unflawed ubermensch that I ought to be.

heh.