Friday, August 17, 2001

I'm up far too late tonight, keeping a friend (who's working on deadline) company. While the editing process for that project rolls on, I've been cruising blogspace. It turns out that the only other people posting to their sites at this hour are kids in their early teens reveling in their last few days of bedtime-free summer vacation.

Looking over the angst and confusion flowing from these prepubescent bloggers over what life is throwing their way, I'm reminded what it was like to be that age. It makes me extremely grateful that I'm long done with part of my life.

I'm also struck by the fact that, when I was their age, these kids hadn't even been born. Yet here they are, putting up Web sites and writing in complete (if painfully misspelled) sentences.

Posted @ 3:03 AM

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