You’re just a meatsuit

Must Fridays always drag, I mean gotdamn, let one Friday fly by. I finished my book around 12:45pm. Yeah, I looked at the clock. It was an abrupt ending, even though I saw it coming. It was literally the last page. Can something feel abrupt but not surprising? I feel empty inside. No, that’s way too dramatic. I wish I could time my reading with the end of my workday, you know: finish the book right around 3:30pm which is the time my mind shifts from work-mode to gym/happyhour/gohomeandloaf-mode, take a dump, fill out my time sheet and by the time all that is done, it’s 4 and I’m leaving. Never happens like that.

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