Tuesday, 20 May 2014

Dread

Sitting in the driver's seat.
I love a good sizable grip on a steering wheel.  I love cruising a purring car.

Getting out of the vehicle.
I dread the daylight hours ahead.  Some of the mid nights too.

It's just work.
Kinda tough to be convinced it's nothing personal when some breathes down your neck,  give cold deliberate messages or loops in the whole wide world when calling you out.

To dtl in email after post verbal is absolutely necessary.

An unkind word sticks, buster.

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