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I miss singing every day. I can't sing anymore. My voice doesn't work. I have Parkinson's disease, and it sometimes takes my words away from me.
I grew up on Avenue C, and Tompkins Square Park was my park. That was where I played ball every day. I lived in that park.
Every day that is born into the world comes like a burst of music and rings the whole day through, and you make of it a dance, a dirge, or a life march, as you will.
Over a four-month period, I sat down and wrote every day. And then there was a novel, and all of a sudden, there were agents and offers.
It's true that every day away from work requires two more days to get back into it.
I like chance meetings - life is full of them. Every day, without realising it, I pass people whom I should know.
I didn't feel the kind of joy every day playing drums that I thought you were supposed to feel.
I feel so thankful that I'm able to be a part of something that I love to wake up and run to work every day.
I programmed computers every day. And one of my favourite apps we built was this thing called Awesome Updater, that all it did is send you a tweet randomly that was like, 'Yo, you're awesome.'
