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March 27, 2002
Millicent kept herself busy. It was what she was used to. The last time she spent at complete ease, with no outstanding obligations to cloud her thoughts and block her decompression, she spent in the womb. She hated, HATED being kept overtime. But she wouldn't complain. She could've complained. But opted out of it. She had that rare combination of talent and discipline. Had it in flush spades. And loved to let her talents manifest themselves in many areas, at their many opportunities. Her personal wu wei kept her on her feet. Excelled at self-determination. But longed for total calm.