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I

can sometimes think of several things that I would rather be doing than whatever it is that I am doing at a given moment. These are the things that I hold to be self evident: The grass is a little sweeter on the other side of my mind. I will hold the feelings at some given moments against the transparent egg-checking candle of truth in memory and I will come up with an empty gland.

It used to be that the things that mainly bothered me were people not doing my will. I mean, that is what most fights, murders and lies are about--someone trying to impose on others what they blindly, heart-poundingly know to be true, despite logical evidence to the contrary.

Lately after a bit of self-snearching, the thing that tees me the most is people saying that they will do something, and then not doing it. It is a matter of respect; If everyone were as conscientious about being reliable as am I, the world would be great.

Sometimes everyone on the street looks like a bug to me.

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