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After almost 8 years of being part of my life, Scrubs might be over. The season, or series, finale was a poignant look back at all the characters that helped shape my young adult life (possibly explaining my man love for some of my friends) and also gave us a look at what most of our futures will be like. Like with the last episode of Friends I feel once again that 30 minute emptiness where my heart used to be.

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A thousand cups of coffee later and the year draws to a close yet again. As the cold settles in over California I sit outside and brave the weather in search of cigarettes and inspiration. With 2008 ending and 2009 only a few hours away I sit and write this retrospective. What did I do yesterday?

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I can’t say that the idea of Chef Ljubomir Erovic’s new cookbook appeals to me. I must say there isn’t much I won’t try in the way of food, but this still stands to be a bit disturbing. This however, perhaps bodes a tad better than cannibalism, although to what degree I think is a matter of debate.

With the US Presidential Elections coming up very soon I ponder my fate. A bet with a friend means either I get an expensive dinner or pay for one depending on the results. I hope I win. My bet with Ian races towards its deadline and I find myself with 3 pounds to go. Twenty-six pounds in 3 months. Not a bad way to end the year.

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Sometimes letting go is hard. Sometimes you just can’t help but want to bury your past and start over again. Sometimes we just need the tenacity to stick around long enough till someone comes rescue us from our slump. In the meantime, we can dream.

The easiest thing to do is to distract yourself. Turn up the music and take a drag off that cigarette and realize this too shall pass – this moment in the episodic drama that is life as it was meant to be. Make a joke. Make them smile. Make them cringe. Be the role that you need to be. Be anywhere but here, anything but you. Realize that this moment is here now and will be gone tomorrow. Realize the difference a moment can make. As the cigarette dwindles down and the warm breeze teases the tired trees know that all this was a distraction and… like all things, this too shall pass.