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A Guide to Appreciating the Moments Right in Front of You
Because they’ll be gone soon.
This is the time of the year when it feels like your face is melting off. You wake up on Monday morning and you find yourself strapped to a rocket. Work. More work. Kid’s baseball, kid’s soccer, kid’s other soccer team, meeting, another meeting, the busiest season for essentially every journalistic beat you cover, more kid’s baseball, more kid’s soccer, how is that game entirely on the other side of the state than that game?, one of your primary employers sends out a nonsensical but still somehow craven edict out of nowhere, you’ve got that doctor’s appointment you scheduled months ago, the car needs an oil change, can you get these edits back to me by 5, wait how is another game oh that’s right that one game last month got rained out, Dad has a doctor’s appointment too, wait R.E.M. is on stage right now how far from your house?, yes you can put that piece together about Gene Hackman, right right you forgot you promised you’d pick up that medication, did we ever nail down the date for that event, wow how many soccer games are there, the dry cleaning needs picked up, this parent-teacher conference has been scheduled for weeks, my god you have a lot of W-2s, oh wonderful your cough is back, and oh yes by the way the world is on fire.