“Do I have time to get some coffee before this meeting?”
“The coffee machine is gone.”
“What?”
“Why do you care? You don’t even drink coffee.”
“I do today, brother, I do today.”
You know when you, a 27-year-old woman, start calling your coworkers ‘brother’ that it’s an off day.
And today was a textbook off day. The kind of day where you feel like everyone is looking at you like you’ve forgotten to wear pants. But they’re too nice to say anything so they just stare and think “thank God that’s not me without pants.” I was so off most the day that all thoughts popping into my head about what I need to write about and how it ought to just start spilling out but isn’t were superseded by the thought that maybe I really had forgotten to wear pants.
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So, instead of agonize over writing and thought organization and trying to come up with something with purpose or intent, I will just post some photos and call it good.
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