----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- easy, breezy Do you ever have the nagging feeling that you're just selling yourself short? I do. Yesterday was lunch with an old friend. He's back in town, working again at the place where we first met (The alt.weekly) and loving it. He's been sober for a year and looks really great, younger even. And the conversation was good and easy but I left feeling like something was slightly amiss, wrong even. And, of course, because I like to beat myself up like that, I pinned the blame on me. But really - is this where I wanted to be - 12 years ago when we first met? Is this what he thought I would do? She's talented, he said of one of his new co-workers. She reminds me of you, but you're better. But am I? Working here for the daily? Writing 40 inches of easy, breezy copy? I just don't know anymore. 10:38 am - 02.06.06
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