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Last night, I sorted three piles of junk into five piles of junk. Susan assured me that this was progress. Then, in my dream, a math professor was mumbling his way through a problem I couldn’t understand, or even care about.
And that’s just on my carpet, in my house, in my head. These are small problems…. In the larger world, we’re being conquered by chaos.
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