Blogging about trivial gripes like the way people park at Starbucks is positively blasphemous while people in Haiti are dying. And yet the world turns. I shop at Trader Joe's. I watch the season premiere of 24. I worry about Milan's fever and my stomach flu and losing a friend. And I covet a necklace I saw on Daily Candy. Nothing to do with the universal suffering, but I'm entering a gothic face: taxidermied ravens, bird bones, crystal balls and medieval illustrations of bugs. Maybe it's dissociation.
We slowly drove, he knew no haste,
And I had put away
My labor, and my leisure too,
For his civility.
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