To those of you who remain entombed in your familiar grey-fabric cubicle walls: I’m sorry.

Look for some real writing whenever I freakin’ feel like it. Take care.
Musing on the present. Reminiscing about the past. Posturing for the future.
To those of you who remain entombed in your familiar grey-fabric cubicle walls: I’m sorry.
Look for some real writing whenever I freakin’ feel like it. Take care.
no fair!! I want a sabbatical!