A day of darkness

[herbert404]

It was still dark when I left my house Monday morning, and I wondered if I would see the sun at all that day. Work was scheduled to end at 3:30 p.m., and if it ran much longer, I'd be racing the shadows home

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mel:

[raula]

you rock my socks.

[sc00bydamn]

Shots for this entry.

word.

[tastymoogdust]

I was just telling a friend of mine the other day I wished my job was worthwhile enough to complain about--what's thep oint of complaining over soemthing so trivial, right? But we can still make important statement nonetheless, even if our work doesn't amount to much in our eyes.

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file them away,
and they come here.
the shoes are what
you concentrate on, being
closest to the floor
without being the floor
because you are told
to keep your head up.

-from social services, 08.27.04

(part of the poem I want to read at the MLK slam thingy. your essay reminded me of it.)