05 January 2012

Friday

As I sit at my desk, staring down at my feet, trying to motivate myself to push past the despair to reply to some of my 97 unanswered emails, I notice that I am wearing the same shoes, tights, and skirt that I wore to my uncle's funeral, and I think to myself, "this skirt has seen the worst parts of life over and over," and I fervently wish it were Friday.

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