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

12 August 2021

 Stare-12.08.21

early

Dog walked

Maintenance dose

Stagger out of ride towards a clean well-lit place

I am all scales, and scars

Bright lights are not my friend

Mermaid awaits  (hitch hitchhiked in from Coachella valley)

smile

Nervous

Tapping

My Back to the door always makes me twitch

Behind the counter

Pink spider

stares

Stare: look fixedly or vacantly at someone or something with one's eyes wide open 2)When someone looks at you straight on like they want to kill you or fuck you

stares

at us

I stare at

You

You stare

at the clock

I used my   unit

Of 

your precious time


Stare as you drive away


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