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Wednesday, September 28, 2005


Today, like always, I looked at the woman who works in the office next to mine. But today, for once, I realized that in two years of seeing her every day, I had never really seen her.

I noticed the lines around her eyes when she smiles, the tiny grey hairs on her temples, the shape of her jaw. I regretted that I had never taken the time to recognize these things before.


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