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work. it feels good to be there again. well not really good, just right. i threw myself back into the routine of keeping myself too busy and too perpetually tired to think of much else, which is good. i needed this. if only i could find better co-workers. work is where i get a good bit of my thinking done. on your feet moving full speed for nine hours straight. good opportunity for brain exercise. i get to filter through all my thoughts, replay conversations and create new ones for later. i like working alone. it's really quite humorous to think of it as working alone...i'm surrounded by hundreds of people every hour, but i still feel alone here. no one seems to notice you in your green shirt and khakis unless they feel like yelling at someone. Occasionally there is a smiling face to brighten my day, and my personal favorite, a large guy in overall's to slap me on the shoulder and call me silly things like champ or boss. when people you work around think you're a kid they seem to want to give you pet names. not that i mind. it's amusing. i seriously wonder how old i seem to these people. i'm sure from first glance i look like i'm straight out of high school. running around like mad with my little body engrossed in my work. little boy's haircut and stubble on my face. if only they knew what was running through my head that instant that they sum me up. first judgement. bah.
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