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 October 2025

 The dark cocktail hour of Soul-7.10.25

l here is a loneliness 

so strong it has no name(it

The sadness that screams so loudly

it causes mermaids to weep

I have heard nothing I drink 

I stare into  

the emptiness 

the  cold

of space

put a record on the turntable

pour another drink

dark cocktail hour

of 

soul



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