In another life, perhaps it's all different. Morning coffee, rush hour, shitty boss, steady pay. I chit-chat casually with coworkers about politics and the pointless: he said, she said, she fucks, they fuck, sportsball teams, blockbuster flicks. Filtered-water cooler bullshit. The front desk lady flirts often and invites me out for drinks, But in another … Continue reading Not This Life →