Like a kid on Christmas morning, or like a kid who's been staring out the window by himself for too long and just realized that they were marching in, that the soldiers were marching into the town, I woke up feeling like it was up to me to wake up all the grown-ups in the world, finding them asleep at the wheel, in charge of things, making things and breaking things, and pretending to be things they couldn't possibly live up to, and shake them, saying, "It's time to wake up, it's time to wake up, we have to wake up now, it's time to wake up."
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