Jack Fisher

FAO Schwartz Trash can game Endless fun at 2:30 am!!!

The monotony of work kills enough of my brain cells so that I don't really have to think about all the other crap that's going on.

The speaker halts and makes another joke. Except this time, it's about a typo in the graph on screen. My graph.

I am here though. I’m here in my cubicle at 5:20 am and not anywhere near that place where the sun laughs and pieces of my childhood I carry in my pocket so I can smile when I want to.

I suspect that’s what I needed to do with my life. Stop breaking it down to individual parts and let it blur. Who is to say that the blurred picture is less desirable than the clear static image?

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