A Dentist Is Only Half

The Internet Takes A Lot Of The Anxiety Of Life Away. It's A Kind Of Deity. You're Never Lonely. You're Always Distracted. If You Spend Enough Time On It, There's Not Really That Nagging Sensation Of Existential Despair; It Erases It Very Effectively. And It's Monolithic. And Thanks To It, We've Got The Ways To Linger There After Death - Your Blog Exists Afterwards, Your E-mail Exists Afterwards.

Some Days Felt Longer Than Other Days. Some Days Felt Like Two Whole Days. Unfortunately Those Days Were Never Weekend Days. Our Saturdays And Sundays Passed In Half The Time Of A Normal Workday. In Other Words, Some Weeks It Felt Like We Worked Ten Straight Days And Had Only One Day Off.

We Suffered Failures Of Imagination Just Like Everyone Else, Our Daring Was Wanting, And Our Daily Contentment Too Nearly Adequate For Us To Give It Up.

I Wake Up Every Day In Order To Do Something That's Quixotic, And Not Necessarily Called For In The World, But I Do It Because There's Extraordinary Meaning For Me Behind The Effort.

Once I Had The Voice, I Knew I Wasn't Going To Fall Off The Bicycle. I Tap Right Back Into It. It Really Was Like Learning How To Ride A Bike - You Never Forget, And I Was Able To Carry It Along With Some Ease. I Never Encountered Any Stumping Problems That Left Me Not Knowing What To Do, So I Was Mostly Able To Hold My Ground. Of Course, I Should Mention That It Took Me A Long Time To Actually Acquire The Voice; There Were A Lot Of Frustrated Attempts Along The Way, Revisions To Long Sections And Versions Of The Book That I Abandoned.