This morning, after more or less failing my BCS test, I was reading the NY Times in Starbucks. I came upon this beautifully simple thought in an article in the health section:
"I don't want to be among tens of thousands of people shrilling and shrieking at a football game or a Springsteen concert at Giants Stadium. An hour of hushed conversation at Starbucks is more than enough, is the true DNA of our finite lives."
I couldn't agree more.
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