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January 14, 2015
This usually ends up being the last thing I do during the day. Sad, given the mindless tasks I do during slow season at work. Running endless inventory. There's paint trays, brushes, paper rolls, rags and respirators. There were even some shaded safety glasses I hadn't paid much attention to before, much less cared. My mind wanted to wander but I forced it to stay focused. The excitement that comes with leaving work has been subdued lately, because I know I'll be left wondering why people stop talking to people. Watched Dark Skies again tonight with Steve, chilling at home.