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May 5, 2004
Sometimes I really have to question why I care so much, why I work so hard. Apparently, I have not yet learned the art of discerning which external deadlines are real and which are arbitrary, as once again I have burned some of the increasingly precious midnight oil for what now appears to be no reason. Do I care more about the final outcome? Do I take more pride in my work? Am I just more considerate of others? All three would seem to be true, but I am unwilling to accept that as the final verdict.