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May 12, 2002
I have all these Three Dog Night songs playing in my head. I don't know how they rose to the top but between "One (is the Loneliest Number)", "Pieces of April" and "Easy to be Hard", they've got the internal hit parade covered today. I often wonder am I capable of living with anyone at this point after twenty years of having my own space. Never inclined to share in the first place, what are the chances I'd successfully navigate the minefield of sharing the couch and remote, the bath tub, the bed, with someone on a daily, ongoing basis?