All my candy is gone. The last of it disappeared while I was gone. The peanut butter cups went first and then Kit Kats and then the Crunch bars. I read my daily blogs as the fluorescent light buzzes above. Through echo location, I know it’s not one of mine; it belongs to a long vacant cube.
The quiet seems to be slowing my life force down so I turn on my iTunes.
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There are so many things I think that I want to do that I end up doing nothing.
Tonight I might bake ciabatta bread. The poolish is in the frig.
Bedrock from Barney rubble
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Here I am in the future, and here you are in my past. Here we are, both of
us, together. Right now. Here. Why though? Is it fate? Destiny? Kismet?
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