“How’s your day goin’?” “Uh. It’s uh… okay?” ”Mine’s been shit.” I move again when a large man with killer B.O. smacks into me. “Oh, I’m sorry, why?” “Mind is all over the place, can’t concentrate on anything.” “Yeah, I know the feeling,” I say, thinking about the blinking line on the email I opened this morning and still haven’t written. “Seems to be an ailment that’s going around.” “Pretty brown-eyed girl runnin’ through my mind non-stop.” Once again, I stop in my tracks. This time it’s a pretty woman in a business suit smacking into my back. “Learn to walk!” she shouts at me as she moves
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