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Internet broke at about 7 pm today, after my last call during which I tried so hard to prove I know stuff. It broke and failed at sending my last sketch to the group chat. I pressed keys and checked my phone like a confused granny and rebooted. When I was absolutely sure it was broken I picked up a new book and went hiding in the bedroom. For the next 1.5 hours I was the happiest I’ve been in months, feeling inaccessible, endless possibilities, that the TEAM will go on without me, that I won’t have to prepare or attend that meeting, that I could read for a week, that it had snowed and exams where postponed. Until the assholes in the the most responsible internet company hooked us back on and my dream was over.

Doesn’t that say so much about one’s life? 

If I die tomorrow, what have I missed? Not the market update, god forbid.

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