The moment of uncertainty

Flushed from my rush back to the office, I throw open my laptop, slam in the USB cord, and hold my breath. A small moment of panic. Is it there? Is it entact? The file transfers, iTunes bounces awake, and the tinny voices of victory sing my success. Glory be, my interview, with all its insightful, descriptive quotes that will add humanity and color to my article, is playing.

Hallelujah!

The repeating nightmare

Guess I should have taken better notes

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