The Life and Times of S

So someone at work made fun of me for having the number of shoes that I do at my desk. Thirteen, to be exact. I didn't think much of it.

Anyway, while I warmed my late lunch in the 10th floor microwave on Friday afternoon, I looked outside the window. At all the snow in the midst of the concrete jungle that somewhat defines my life now. And I thought to myself if this is what I really wanted. And if this is what I really want.

I couldn't come up with an answer.

I'll have plenty of time to think about it on my long and lonely flight home though. Wish me luck.

posted by S @ 10:17 AM