Quiet music and black thoughts are not the way to spend an evening. I should probably have eaten something today; shame is best taken on an full stomach.
You hear a whistling overhead
Are you alive or are you dead?
It's only Thursday
You feel a shaking on the ground
A billion candles burn around
Is it your birthday?
Tomorrow never comes until it's too late
Tomorrow never comes until it's too late
Make tomorrow come I think it's too late
The best part? I have a screen with the hottest startup in Seattle over lunch tomorrow. I'm sure they'll see straight shooter with upper-management potential written all over me.
Insomnia. Wonderful.
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Even though you're the guy who comes in 15 minutes late every day but sneaks in the side entrance so nobody sees you? 