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

02 November 2021

 Time -01.11.21

underground

Days blend into night

Blends into years

needed

your – touch soft, strong, and sensual

needed

Your smell-musky, sweet

needed

Your taste-bittersweet

needed

Your voice like scotch rocks

needed

Your embrace

Your

Time: interval over which change occurs 2) a construct, that doesn’t exist in the 4th dimension 

Time (mark it in your schedule as life lessons)

you can’t find

time

it’s alright

It’s only time





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