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		<title>End of a chapter</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I trusted. You taught me not to. Then you asked me to. Again, I trusted. Again, You taught me not to. What do I take away from these 3 years? Nothing. I just take refuge in the Dhamma and ask to be awake.]]></description>
		<link>http://galtroarc.com/blog/2011/08/26/end-of-a-chapter/</link>
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		<title>This blog today served it&#8217;s purpose</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I came back today to read my olds posts and what I wrote back in January resonated. I did not learn anything since then. I chose &#8211; once again &#8211; to forget too much &#8211; yet all my actions in the last few months say that I forgot nothing. I never imagined I would feel [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://galtroarc.com/blog/2011/06/26/this-blog-today-served-its-purpose/</link>
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		<title>Human faults</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I often think that words that start or end things will be accompanied with appropriate ceremony&#8230;whether high drama or gentle delicateness. The words I heard were cruel&#8230;and the only sound they made was the silence inside my head when I read the text on my phone screen &#8211; &#8220;and im done hiding anything from u [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://galtroarc.com/blog/2011/01/03/human-faults/</link>
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		<title>The Long Road</title>
		<description><![CDATA[With no explicit intention, I seem to be listening to the same songs I had on loop back in 2000-2002 &#8211; just after I got out of university. I used to be happy then, alone but happy. I can&#8217;t help but wonder why a two year long attempt to make somebody else happy has left [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://galtroarc.com/blog/2010/12/19/the-long-road/</link>
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		<title>Living for others</title>
		<description><![CDATA[There is a difference between living for others and living to &#8216;serve&#8217; (need a better word) others. When living for others, you lose who you are and in the process, any value you may have had for the other person(s) is devalued. You are now a commodity, easily replaceable because you constantly live trying to [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://galtroarc.com/blog/2010/11/07/living-for-others/</link>
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		<title>Carrying the self</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s funny but given it&#8217;s over, the only thing that bothers me are visions of *my* behaviour during the last couple of years. The scenes replay as if on cue &#8211; if I am in the kitchen, it&#8217;s about what I said when we were in the kitchen together. If on the couch, a couch [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://galtroarc.com/blog/2010/10/30/carrying-the-self/</link>
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		<title>Listening&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Perhaps the first step for being a good person, a good leader, a good husband, a good father is all the same. Listen more than you speak. When your mind runs at 100 kmph, it requires more processing power and it apparently even takes over the part of the brain that will usually tell you [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://galtroarc.com/blog/2010/10/21/listening/</link>
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		<title>Changing of the seasons</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s fall in Toronto and the last couple of weeks have seen a cramming of multiple changes of seasons in my relationship with a significant other in those few days. She left a couple of weeks back for Thailand to attend her sister&#8217;s wedding and we didn&#8217;t get to be together for the two days [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://galtroarc.com/blog/2010/10/16/changing-of-the-seasons/</link>
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		<title>The niece</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Having a very relaxing labor day weekend with my mom at my sister&#8217;s place in Bedford, just outside Boston. After a game of badminton, I was watching my mom play with my niece while my nephew explored the culinary possibilities in soil. The niece&#8230;4 years old and the sweetest disposition possible &#8211; except when it [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://galtroarc.com/blog/2010/09/06/the-niece/</link>
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		<title>Your job – get with it or get out</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I wrote a post over on my other site that is more focused on the development/engineering side of things on my thoughts on how to handle a mid-job crisis. Check it out and see if it makes sense to you. http://themindfulcoder.com/2010/08/your-job-get-with-it-or-get-out/]]></description>
		<link>http://galtroarc.com/blog/2010/08/10/your-job-%e2%80%93-get-with-it-or-get-out/</link>
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