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on an inspired day

Posted on November 2, 2012. Filed under: startups, venture capital |

I sat on a stoop beneath a statue in a circle and read a note from a boy about to become founder.

I looked in his eye at the passion and hunger, I remembered the time I dove in myself.

I envied the pain that would come with his journey and listened as he spoke of what was ahead.

I cautioned and warned to make sure he was ready, and embraced his journey as though it was mine.

We sat in the sun and watched life for an hour, then parted to move into the future.

He boarded the subway, wrought with anticipation.

I boarded a treadmill to burn off my laze.

I thought of the question I always come back to, and let it simmer amidst the sea of perfect asses.

I walked into J crew, to replace soiled clothing. A refugee for a moment from minor inconvenience.

I have moved to all black, for it is more simple, and fashion was never my strength anyway.

I sit in the dark, screen glows in my face. The page was once blank, now covered in words

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