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Watching time, the only true currency // A journal from John B. Roberts

Don’t worry, be happy

It was ironic, but I threw that line out just now, and my wife has promised to wake me up and make me sing the Bobby McFerrin song with her if the lyrics are running through her head in the middle of the night. Too bad she’s pregnant, or I’d suggest a drink to help her sleep better!

April 2003
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