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April 29, 2001
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I turned three decades old today. The sun did not go dark.
The moon was not blood red. I did not die.
Now what?
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April 25, 2001
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Four
days until the big three-O.
30.
It has such an oddly hollow ring to it,
like the sound of a lead pipe falling on a cement floor.
Like you've dropped something,
but know that you're not responsible for that clean-up on isle 12.
