Archive for June, 2016

I might throw it all out there and walk away, heels clicking on the shitty fake-wood floor.

There are too many broken copiers and not enough forests in the vicinity of my day-to-day, 

stuck seated and somehow still sweaty and wishing my bank account didn’t tie me to office furniture.

The bunny that hopped toward me in the parking lot today, shiny black eye making contact with my shiny blue one – what did he want anyway, other than to tell me to get the fuck out of here?

When all is said and done, when I leave late and hop on the train and then get home and check my email for the 113th time today, I’ve missed watching my mint plant growing taller in the summer sun.


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