Coffee Log, Year 2, Day 138

Hi.

Coffee: Maxwell House Master Blend, Office Coffee

I’ve got two faces. A flipped coin. Spring and winter. The dial on the faucet that goes from cold to hot. Courtney and her lover disagreeing about which oven to buy for their new house. The thin white line that takes the top of puddles lit by moonlight. I’m the Sphinx and I’m riddling myself.

It was a long day at work. Then, at home, I sat restless for a few minutes still dressed in my best threads. The house seemed to have fallen down around me. I was still in my office. Four walls, an oblong feeling from being in an interior room with glass walls. I saw myself doing all the things I should be doing tomorrow, and I tried to put them away, but I couldn’t. On the flip side, if I had to wager, I’ll spend a good portion of tomorrow looking through my work computer to neighborhood trees and sentences I need to write.

What I’m trying to say is, work/life balance isn’t easy. Or maybe it doesn’t exist at all.

With nowhere else to go, I’ll keep on spinning, flipped in the air loosely.

Currently Reading: Queen, Suzanne Crain Miller

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The stress so strong it got me weak
I’m so on, it threw me off (Yeah)

JID, 1993