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Friday, September 15, 2006

Scared

I'm not afraid of a whole lot of things, but I am terrified of the American Dream. The thought of a comfortable job lasting for 40 years, a white picket fence, an SUV. Climbing the social ladder, meeting clients for lunch, having cable TV -- the living death of complacency, comfort, and decadence. This scares me.

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