Ongoing sporadic journal of the overeducated, and underemployed. The title derived from Coupland’s description of cubicle land; the corporate ghetto. Random photos and thoughts. Left the ghetto, never happier. This still a work in progress

25 August 2015

25.08.15 
Dark cocktail hour of the soul
There 
is 
no me
there
is
only you
you must 
of made me to  
hurt
there
is 
no we
there
is
only you
there 
is 
no point
there 
is
only you

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