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Friday, January 21, 2005

 

Awake once more
Sometimes, for weeks at a time, I lull myself into a happy little stupor. I let my life revolve around my friends, my dog, and my hobbies, and let the rest of the world pass unnoticed. The problem is while I'm not paying attention to the world, it isn't paying any attention to me. When I wake up I feel behind, and guilty for being so self-indulgent. NPR, why didn't you tell me to listen to you instead of dancing around to happy music while I brushed my teeth in the morning? Newsweek, why did you sit in my bag, barely skimmed, while I read novels on the train?

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