I let my dogs lick my face. I have three real friends. I like show tunes. I loathe insincerity and falseness. I used to be a raging drunk filled with suicidal thoughts. I think most Americans are slaves to a machine we’ve built that twists our perception of what is most important in life – like Black Friday sales. I almost never say the right things, except when trying to sell things to people on behalf of other people. I’m dangerously curious to the point of offending others. I quit smoking in 2012 and replaced that $5/day habit with a $7/day juicing habit. I’m terrible at math. I sometimes wake in the middle of the night overwhelmed with how much I love the three people who live under my roof. I oftentimes can’t believe I actually have a roof. I’m nearly 50. I can’t believe it’s the year two thousand and thirteen. I thought we’d all have jetpacks by now.

I don’t know much, but here’s what I’ve learned: The more time you accumulate in life, the faster time speeds past you. Don’t loiter, kids. Happy last day of 2012.

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Jim Mitchem

The Wish
The Real Fiscal Cliff

Jim Mitchem

Writer. Father to daughters. Husband. Ad man. Raised by wolves. @jmitchem on twitter. First novel, Minor King, out now.

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