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Why?

Why the dickens, not? 

Monday, February 26, 2007

Trivia

Trivia can present itself in many forms. Whether or not we indulge it, depends on our ability to hoodwink ourselves. Sometimes it arrives in the form of a new responsibility with the promise of experience, a project which may metamorphosis into the means of financing a Land Rover Discovery or an appeal by a loved one to do something with your life. And so we immerse ourselves in the trivia of aspirations that are not even our own; we lend ear to the world, drowning out the only voice worth listening to - our own.

urped by gumz @ 3:41 PM

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