Returning to work
Seems increasingly absurd
As one grows older
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D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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Comments (6)
Work also seemed absurd to me, lol
Yes, indeed.
Ha... could never be more accurate!
Ouch…this hurts
More and more, every freakin’ day
Indeed!