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the ship is gone, but the journey remains.


We've entered the 'real world'. Business casual. Corporate America. God bless green paper.

Tired, stuck, and adrift in a sea of mud. I find myself surrounded. Mud men smile through me - long lost to their own pursuit. Perfect teeth and an aura of self-importance. Highlighted by the stench of misplaced dreams and forgotten promises.

Calling out for connection, they mutter to themselves with insincerity. "Beautiful weather today". "How's the wife"? "How's the job"? Empathize for their spellbound existence, though don't be fooled. Their eyes peer out, recognizing only job performance and return on investment.

Don't make any sudden movements. They can't see you if you don't move.

2020-11-15 20:35