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Monday, Mar. 03, 2008
9:00 a.m.
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I just don't understand being sad anymore. I understand bouts of sadness, a day, two days, a week, two weeks, I get that. But somewhere in there, the sun surfaces, waving and smiling and happy to see you.

I'm home sick today, my first sick day taken in almost six months. Not that I haven't been sick, just that usually I push through it.

There are two owners of my company, a male and a female. The other day the male, who doesn't make appearances so much, stopped to say hello. I offered him a chicken nugget and when he hesitated I said, "Do it! Do it or you're not a man!"

"Do it or you're not a man?" he repeated, slowly. "You sound like my wife."

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