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February 1, 2019
It's last day of the workweek and first day of the month, and I'm late for work. Our bus was still navigating Lawton Avenue 10 minutes before 10 p.m. So, instead of the usual psyching up for an unreasonable punishment of self via running after the punch clock, I took my time. Sent a heads-up to my supervisor. Had a nice dinner. Chewed thoughtfully. Got to my station at 10:20ish. Nonsweaty and unharried. Marinated for a few minutes about how easy it would be to be tardy for the rest of the month because of this precedent, then…white sheet. Blank.