I Can’t, I Can’t, I Can’t

By: L.

Mar 15 2017

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And now I don’t have to!

The rules feel bent beyond recognition now, but it was a better day.  I made millimeters of progress, drove on weird roads, still freaked out about it, and didn’t make great choices at every juncture while driving, but was capable of doing things I didn’t expect to have to do.

I practiced the great subtle arts of admin assisting.  I was bold when rationally, my irrationality dictated that I shouldn’t have been. I worked on my own.  I didn’t falter or freak out.  That’s probably coming.  Yet here we are.

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