I love this line from today's NY Times article, "It's Good to Be Immortal," about Tiger Woods.
"That a self-described control freak would devote his life to a game where so much is beyond a player’s control implies a certain degree of masochism."
A friend reintroduced this song to me today. I'm sure you've heard it. But I'm hearing the words for the first time. These words stand out to me: How I lost me and you lost you.
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I didn't go back to sleep but blogged instead. Just for you.
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