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		<title>Back in the Saddle</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The question is, why bother? Isn&#8217;t that the first question of your day? What is your answer? If you aren&#8217;t prone to fantasy tales or dopamine receptors, you&#8217;ll be stumped. The energy it takes to come up with a good reason to give a shit, if you are also trying to stay true to reality, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://laurelcaseytime.com/2011/12/back-in-the-saddle/</link>
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		<title>The New Bohemia</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I was living in a dump in 1992 which seemed romantic because it was a short subway ride from Manhattan- the idea of a dumpy area being withinn 100 miles of Manhattan is beyond comprehension to us now, just as outrageous as thinking that living anywhere in Rhode Island, dumpy or worse yet not dumpy, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://laurelcaseytime.com/2011/09/the-new-bohemia/</link>
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		<title>How to get somebody to do something for you without paying them or sleeping with them.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Good question.]]></description>
		<link>http://laurelcaseytime.com/2011/07/how-to-get-somebody-to-do-something-for-you-without-paying-them-or-sleeping-with-them/</link>
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		<title>Wasting Time on Facebook</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Be Back to the Site soon. Got way-layed.]]></description>
		<link>http://laurelcaseytime.com/2011/06/wasting-time-on-facebook/</link>
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		<title>Moment of Reckoning</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Woman in an Adirondack Chair: The perfect day is agony. Not a ripple on the lake, although a soothing breeze moves trees, wind chimes, the abundant petunias. It’s a dry air today with plenty of sunshine, late afternoon in late summer, chores completed. No impending bills, social engagements, deadlines. The muffler on the old car [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://laurelcaseytime.com/2010/05/moment-of-reckoning/</link>
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		<title>What would I do if&#8230;?</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Let’s say somebody had a gun pressed against your temple and they were going to pull the trigger unless you, for example, prayed, or wrote a story, or stood on your head. Let’s assume that you didn’t want to die, weren’t anywhere near ready, had important things left undone. Of course you can easily imagine [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://laurelcaseytime.com/2010/05/what-would-i-do-if/</link>
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		<title>Pulling a Runner</title>
		<description><![CDATA[In spite of self-help advice to the contrary, if you feel like running away from a problem, challenge, crisis, person or place, get going. You may have responsibilities, contracts, moral imperatives, and a car that needs a tune-up. Get in the car anyway and just go. Move. You&#8217;ll end up, at least temporarily, in a [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://laurelcaseytime.com/2010/05/pulling-a-runner-2/</link>
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		<title>Twister</title>
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		<link>http://laurelcaseytime.com/2010/04/twister/</link>
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