Wednesday, August 22, 2012
soft country music wafts toward me from the office next to me. it makes me want to two step across the carpeted cubicle floors. the soft hum of the oversized printers plays over the music, and i'm thinking about his eyes. his face is laughing all the time, but there is a seriousness that keeps watch above his smile.
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