Apparently my life is segmented into 2-hour blocks.
3 p.m. is my favorite time of day. 3 o'clock is the time of day that i can tell myself the work day is almost over. just 2 more hours until you can make your way to the car. the duration of a shitty summer movie is all that blocks you from the door. once passed, you can enjoy your liesurely 2 hour drive home. a few minutes from now, i'll already be planning my escape. the bulk of my work is done in these final 2 hours at the office, i work furiously in an effort to make time pass more quickly. fucking time. always slowing me down.