The endless journey.

[itsinthedreams]

My route to work is always the same. I do a quick keys, cellphone, wallet check. Glance at the time, curse myself and then bound down the block. On the way to the subway I walk around trucks delivering who knows what to the warehouses, fancy cars being fixed, and PR men wishing me a good day, but in a lewd fashion. Then, I walk about midway on the

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[itsinthedreams]

Yeah... I think I just need a new job for now. I don't know what the hell I want to do in grad school. It'd be a lot easier to take a career risk when I didn't live in one of the most expensive cities in the world.