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October 6, 2003
You're smiling. An inside joke, except better. The sun was shining a minute ago, but now everything is pitch gray and you're smiling. The rain comes down, a huge, raging emergency sprinkler system. You run outside and dance in circles and laugh because everything is stand-up comedy, and it's hysterical. You open your mouth and little cartoon musical notes come floating out and bounce purposefully on the breeze. The rain is coming down in diagonal lines, rubber boots haven't been invented yet. And you're smiling.

You're smiling. And you know that wherever the world goes, you're going with it.