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July 9, 2009
Today I signed onto the job board and critiqued my own resume again. The house was quiet except for birds chirping outside and the steady tick of the second hand from the clock on the mantle.
I squinted through the glare the morning sun cast on my computer screen, and shook my head. Something had to be done. I accessed some old emails and found the template I was looking for from 2005.

Later, I shared a glass of wine with a new acquaintance in A2, driving through memories of Christopher, college, and life before work uninterrupted.