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May 18, 2011
It's just another day for you and me in paradise," Phil Collins's voice echoed forth from the car radio. Corey checked his reflection in the rear-view mirror multiple times, hoping to find some clue as to how he was feeling. What do all these mixed emotions, these uncertainties about life look like? Outside it truly was paradise--palmettos and bougenvillas rustled in the late afternoon sun. Hopefully Corey could take a piece of the puzzle back into work and finish off the day with a measure of cetainty. Hopefully. But you know it's just another day for you, me.