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

18 February 2016

Wishful thinking-such an early song
Nighttime
finds me
screaming
daytime
finds me
dry
I am
lean
fast
And breezy
By the time I am
25
I’ll die
Wishful thinking?


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