Boredom

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Work has been dreary lately. Talk of budget cuts. Nothing to do. Saying things like "Is it Friday yet?" unironically, then admonishing myself for doing so and then, seconds later, saying it again.

It's simple to get swallowed up by the old Monday to Friday hopscotch. A poet once told me to avoid that way of life at all costs. I think of that often, mostly when my ass feels like it's been shivved from sitting for too long.

Here is what I saw, for a brief moment, when exiting my building and heading for the train, tugging on my gloves and hat and sighing, "Almost there."