I’m staying late at work to avoid the night’s bitter cold reach.
Although, I’m here in my cube, pushing papers from one side of my desk to the other, I am busy being creative: developing a treatment to a small theater production, emailing my favorites, writing lyrics to imaginary songs, praying for friends and relating scanning tales as if my machine were a ninja (silent and effective).
I wish I could scan a copy of myself into my bed and under the covers… right now.
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