My life ebbs and flows between the morning commute and the long weekend. –The international news and e-mails. –Anecdotes and post-it notes. I’m charmed by the kid I just met on the “2” train, and engrossed in the “Arab Spring.” Nothing beats an evening run in Central Park unless, of course, it’s a mad dash through Heathrow Terminal 5.
Perhaps I’ve simply been pushed too close to the edge. Perhaps I’ve finally decided to do something about the fact that I talk way too much. Maybe I’m just cashing in on all of the advice that’s been flying around these last few years. Whatever the real reason, I’ve decided to try my hand at recording history according to me. A little bit of potentially entertaining nothings positioned next to a few current events. All filtered through my eyes. An attempt to relate to others through the things that relate to me. Here’s the chance to connect the dots and pull the cords.
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