Jun 17, 2015 18:06
Sign Number 2422612 That You're Sick of Adulthood:
I'm sitting at my desk at work this afternoon, early into my shift, and it suddenly occurs to me. My desk would make an awesome fort. Seriously...it's one of those crescent-shaped ones; one edge is against the wall, the other is against the cubical divider. So all you'd have to do is drape some blankets over the front, to close it off. And I could probably fit under it, too. So, yeah. Thirty-year-old me is sitting here, thinking that I'd love to bundle up in a blanket and hide under my desk. How's that for maturity? XD
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