Unwrapping not one, but two Subway sandwiches.
Big green scarf and an umbrella on one side,
Inflated and intimidating backpack on the other.
I love the comfort I find in myself.
Phone on silent, facebook momentarily banned from sight.
Once i'm done writing here this eight by four table will
be filled with pages of proper cover letter instructions
and CDs of Bach and Vivaldi.
The remainder of my weeks in this place should
go about just like this. Detached and determined.
There's a mountain in front of me, and for the
first time I think I'm equipped for it.
It's an on and off rain, my itunes is put on classical
and my wet brown boots are tapping.
I'm happy.
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