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This is San Francisco skip to main | skip to sidebar This is San Francisco Thursday, February 12, 2009 "A shadow of my former self." I've said it often, mostly in jest, in reference to a life post-employment. I won't spit the bit about living in a world where we're tricked into defining ourselves by our career- that track is played out. Still, it's how we play. Even when, for a moment, we figure out how not to define ourselves this way (or at the very least, use language suggesting otherwise), our occupation becomes shorthand when the philosophical answer is just too lengthy or as an obligatory eke at parties ("What do I do? I hug! I dance in the mirror! Oh, professionally....I'm in advertising") Then one day, you aren't. You aren't what you are. You're what you used to do. What you had been doing. So for awhile, I felt like a dark afterthought. Unequal proof that something brighter may once have been there- full of color and specific form. Something now much murk...

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