what was that? is that all there is? who is this? this is it.

In the absence of anything monumental      the petty details of everyday life become powerful and meaningful. It’s like organized religion. It’s like walking down the hall for a drink of water     hoping to make/avoid  eye contact with that one co-worker who likes to talk and you know it’ll be good for 17 minutes off/on the clock.  

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