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Monday, February 14th, 2005

my own personal sitcom

The house is completely dark and silent. It’s midnight. I’m sneaking into the bedroom, anxious not to wake my wife or baby.

In the deep quiet, I can hear only my own breathing. I can see only the merest glow outlining the bedroom door, from a night light on the far side. I walk slowly, consciously relaxing with every step, growing more sleepy, gratefully counting down the half-dozen or so seconds until I’ll be in bed…

And then I plant a foot on some damn squeaky toy in the middle of the living room floor.


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updated: 2005-02-14 14:47:02

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