Geoffrey Long
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Simple questions are the hardest.

I wound up staying up absurdly late last night surfing the Net, looking for new and interesting projects. I know that my present mood is the result of too much sugar and too little sleep, but I find myself feeling highly critical of the state of things. In addition to the burglary over New Year's, which has made me rethink a few things, I've spent the last week or so hanging out with some of my oldest friends. We've been talking about plans, life goals and how the world at large is fairly ridiculous right now, politically and economically. (We've also been playing an absurd amount of video games and even a few rounds of Magic: The Gathering in a flurry of nostalgia.) It's been a lot of fun, and it's largely kept me off my computer. Now that I'm coming back to the Net, I find myself asking some disturbing questions. Is this still important? What matters? I had planned to begin publishing the new issue tomorrow, but now I can't bring myself to do it. There's too much else out there right now that's demanding my attention. Reading, for instance; if I read as many pages on paper that I read online each day, I could probably polish off a classic a week. Would that matter? I don't know. I'm not sure. Given a choice between being a freelance creative consultant and going to grad school, I know which one I'd rather do, hands down. Maybe it's time that I started dedicating more of my time to that goal.

No new issue tomorrow, folks. It's been postponed on account of a philosophical crisis.

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