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An aimless feeling has been hovering over me for the past few weeks. I'm having trouble shaking it. I had put the grad school master plan on hold, thinking that it was a better time to get some grounded, meaningful job to satiate my conscience and my bank account. Now that I'm in a not-so meaningful job and I realize that everyone here is chasing a graduate degree, I 'm feeling compelled to resume the original plan. I don't know. Anyway...

Presently, my workday afternoons are riddled with clandestine moments of pilfering candy from coworker's desks and writing emails or contributing to this blog under the auspices of performing legitimate work. I'm not really important enough around here for anyone to actually care, which works for me. The people are nice and I enjoy getting to know them, but sometimes (like now) that's not enough.

Anyway, I'll be posting a poem soon. Let me know what you think of it. It was written a long time ago and remains the only poem I've penned that I'm not destructively critical of. Don't go easy on it.

OK, I'm going to go shred some paper now...