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8 a.m.   - Write upbeat tweets.    
9 a.m.   - Have a tough talk.    
10 a.m. - Do cognitive work.    
2 p.m.   - Take a nap.    
4 p.m.   - Do physical work.    
5 p.m.   - Workout.    
9 p.m.   - Think creatively.    

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Kevin Williamson was ’90s Aaron Sorkin.

The cacophonous maze that is SFO (San Francisco International Airport) allows for vulnerability on a large scale. We, the flyers, are shuffled around from level to level, escalator to baggage claim, all in the hopes of sitting in a carpeted cylinder that hurdles through the air at ungodly speeds. It’s not wonder I feel more connected to the people around me in an airport than I do anywhere else. Because in an airport, you are bound to find people going where you’re going, all just as confused as you are. It’s like being surrounded by people in their 20s.

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A secondary blog, furthering my love of excess and tendency to bite off more than I can chew. Perhaps a bit more formal than this? Or, at the very least, formally informal? ‘All-in-alls’ and ‘who-only-knows’ ’ aside, tumblr will continue to be my main outlet (reviews, anecdotes, the many what-have-yous’ of daily minutia transcribed).  In any case, follow/comment/continue as you were.