First
day I met C he complained about the food smells coming from the lunch
room into his office, and both being vegan (most important identity), I
naturally agreed with him. Immediately, I made a joke, because I'm
likeable(!). "Yeah, I'd never want your office." It was a
double-joke...the joke was on me *because I could never have his office*
I thought this to myself (most obvious identity). I thought about this a
lot today. And, I wish I could project myself in some Head space. That
it was shown as a possibility, not unlike 3 months. Passing. This
territory: remind me of my body, remind me how alien. Cyborg.
*we are still omg, biffs, obvi!
*and, I still want my smiling face on a billboard next to the word AGGRESSIVE.
*we are still omg, biffs, obvi!
*and, I still want my smiling face on a billboard next to the word AGGRESSIVE.
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