This morning I tried very hard to feel happy at work. It lasted 1 hour and 11 minutes. I looked through permission request forms and budget documents. I read them out loud, so I don’t just dream away. I wrote an email in French to request copyright permission for an image. and I smiled when typing. But then I drifted onto a balcony with a view on the water. I was sitting under the shade, sipping coffee with lots of milk and sugar, eating bread with butter and white cheese. I smelled like sunscreen.
Scrap that.
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