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That feeling, when I wake up in the morning and everything is as it is on a Tuesday. A slight chill in the air, the dogs, being out of water in their bowl, a note to get more milk on my way back from the meeting, a request to pick up kids in different places at the same time, and once more going over my lack of cloning capability. And then it hits me. It is not the same. It will never be the same. The premise of me has changed. That is what I am talking about.


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