Driven by on 95, dozed through on the train, only to be smitten from across the country through mail-ordered discs of a TV series and a recent discovery of an old song by an old favorite. Now it's on repeat as I rush over bridges to appointments, drive in circles for parking spaces and sprint to the last ten minutes of the open library, making all the tedium worth its weight in audible pleasure.
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