December 2011
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Time
The thing that scares me most these days is that there is not enough of it left in the way I’m currently living it.
October 2011
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How My Day Begins
Two cars face south. One car faces east. One for an architect and one for a receptionist. One for me. If it’s a good day, I reach our intersection of parking and going before either of the other two. Sometimes I’m there after the architect, but before the receptionist. If I’m running late, I’m running late.
The architect waves slightly or mumbles “Good...