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

27 February 2026

 Echoes-21.02.26

Echoes ringing

my mind

My soul

Call your name

She’s in the place

Doesn’t hear

Do you

you feel those long red nails raking me back

what was

what never was

future selves

echoing

Echoes: series of sounds caused by the reflection of sound 2) moments that linger


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