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You wake up at Seatac, SFO, LAX. You wake up at O'Hare, Dallas-Fort Worth, BWI. Pacific, mountain, central. Lose an hour, gain an hour. This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time. You wake up at Air Harbor International. If you wake up at a different time, in a different place, could you wake up as a different person? We're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.


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After a long hiatus I am writing this small note just not to be out of focus. All these day heavy work and with CAT around the corner and with me having to prepare essays and statement of purpose for various colleges and at the same time with piles of work before me in office, I should say time is literally killing me and 24 hours a day is not what I want right now.

- Wednesday, November 09, 2005 -