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The Rush to be Early Made Me Late

Dear Members and Constituents,
Like a shooting star crossing the sky in a fleeting flash of light, our stay on planet Earth can sometimes feel brief. From that chance encounter of two cells uniting, making us our unique quirky selves until we exhale that last breath, setting the stage for our cells to fall apart. The mad rush of this modern world can hypnotize us and mess up our priorities. We dash in the pursuit of happiness not realizing happiness is often a byproduct of doing the right thing. The hustle and bustle can sometimes make us forget to enjoy the ride. Take this morning for example. In my rush to get into the office with enough time to write this note, I totally forgot I had agreed to buy donuts for Andrea Pierantozzi (donut girl) -who is out of town today. So if donuts feel a little late today it's because they are. Blame it on this chaotic modern life –or, better yet, blame it on me. On the bright side, they're here! Give credit to Siri for allowing me to write this email on the way to and from LaMar's (avoiding further delay).
Happy Friday!

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