Following a lovely four day work hiatus, this morning I found myself lurching toward the city with a driver who favors sharp and heavy braking.
So far this morning, my lunch box accidentally opened, leaking tomato innards all over the bottom of my bag, I missed out on sleep between the hours of 3:15 am through about 4:45 am due to, well, I'm not sure, and I have to feign interest in baby pics being passed around the van so people don't think I'm a douchebag.
I look at baby pictures the way I'm sure people look at pictures of my dog - with a smile plastered on their face that belies their apathy.
Nevertheless, I am determined to have a good day.
As we continue our jerky commute into the city my shoulders soften as I absorb the overcast morning and the words of Billy Bragg:
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