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Jan. 24th, 2012 12:51 pmToday is like a small stream. On the surface everything is frantic activity. On the stream bed there are pebbles and fish and overcrowding, with the water tugging constantly. If I can just slip into the water, however, between the pebbles and the surface, then I can flow downstream smoothly, my life but a series of happy bubbles in a burbling brook.