The Emotional Pumpkin

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Friday, March 18, 2005

I killed the president of Paraguay with a fork.

For the second time in as many days, I was contacted this morning by a friend from high school whom I hadn't talked to in at least 5 years. It was...surreal. This is also, by the way, the year of my 10-year high school reunion. And as stupid and cliche as it is, I can't help but start thinking about where I am in my life and if it's what I wanted. Luckily I didn't think about it too long. I guess I didn't have much expectation one way or another back then of how my life was going to be in the future, so what my life is today has no dream to be compared to, and found lacking. In case you're wondering, that's a good thing.

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