Life Happens

I woke up this morning in a haze. My thoughts jumbled. I shouldn't be here. The commute to work kept dragging. I couldn't focus long enough to read my book on the train. The minute my eyes skimmed over the meaningless words, they vanished from my memory. Pointless. The train station always reeks of burnt rubber from the halting on the tracks. Today, the smell was unbearable. I hated it. The escalator was broken and the people were walking too slow. Holding me back. The walls of my office cubicle were slowly moving in. Suffocating. I shouldn't be here. I need to pick up the pieces. I need to be there.

What happened? Life Happened.



At least today was fish taco day....