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Friday, August 21, 2009
Trying to find balance
It's one of those odd, changeling times, where something rumbles past our days. The wheels spin frantically in the dirt, flinging up bits of mud and rock onto our collective hems and doorsteps, and some of us trip on holes left in the road, and fall on the ground whimpering or sobbing. The rest of us shuffle and duck, trying to avoid hitting each other. Some of us only realize it when we step out onto our doorsteps with a broom, wondering "Where'd all this crap come from?"