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The Straw Men by Michael Marshall
Palmerston is not a big town, nor one that can convincingly be said to be at the top of its game.
Vineland by Thomas Pynchon
Later than usual one summer morning in 1984, Zoyd Wheeler drifted awake in sunlight through a creeping fig that hung in the window, with a squadron of blue jays stomping around on the roof.
Collected Fictions by Jorge Luis Borges
In 1517, Fray Bartolomé de las Casas, feeling great pity for the Indians who grew worn and lean in the drudging infernos of the Antillean gold mines, proposed to Emperor Charles V that Negroes be brought to the isles of the Caribbean, so that they might grow worn and lean in the drudging infernos of the Antillean gold mines.
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posted Saturday, April 21, 2001
A Perfectly Good Saturday
The parking lot is empty in the Saturday sun as I look out from my office window. It begs for a shopping cart race or rollerblades. Unfortunately, I am unable to abide, as I sit determined to complete my homework on this beautiful Saturday morning. I hate not being able to play, but at the same time, I know that if I did not have any work to do, I would be lazily sitting at home. I chide myself for letting my physical health slip. Not that I'm unhealthy, but I haven't been to the gym since New Orleans, and I know if I started running outside, I'd be quickly out of breath and give up. For some reason, I just don't feel the motivation to go. I know it will come back once I graduate, and thus the reason I'm sitting here on a perfectly good Saturday morning to finish my compiler. The sad part is, I already see myself looking back and nostalgically wishing for these days again. Is there any way to overlook deadlines, responsibility, and the stress of life to simply enjoy the "now" as it's happening? Dogs are said to live only in the moment, unlike humans who have a tendency to project themselves into the future or past. Sumo has taught me a lot about that, but I've gotten so much happiness and satisfaction by looking forward and imagining what will be and what could be, that I tend to linger on the future more often than not. Thus the extensive years we spend in higher education, building, constructing our futures. What's more important to you: enjoying life now, as it is; or the possibility of experiencing more enjoyment in the future?
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