New Year’s Eve, 1999.
It was an uncertain time in my life, and not just because of the looming new millennium.
I had left Chicago and was transitioning out of a two-year freelance stint that hadn’t lived up to my expectations. Now I was tying up those lose ends and holding a temp job in the law firm of a large electric utility.
As I sat around the TV with my brothers on that long-ago New Year’s Eve, my edginess wasn’t just over whether planes might fall out of the sky.
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