My eyes hurt!
What is up with this place? Now, don’t get me wrong: If not less, then there are at least 3 fantastic people lurking around these
cubicles corridors. Making sense of everything is overrated. i’d rather be at an obscure bar somewhere, downing a fifth of whiskey in a dirt-stained glass. I would be; Serious!
Forests, there’s an idea! Jungle, Wilderness, Wild, Willy Wonka, wtf?
Touch me again and i’ll strangle you with an extension cord and not in a good way.
Now my palms hurt. I could go on. This could never end. They could never know.
Make me a plum-cake. Now!
I think i am high on corporate air. In the end, its just like the blind man from the Korean movie said, “Sheba-nom, Sailor!”