The Woman’s up in the treehouse, The Stranger can’t go back to work until he makes sure The Girl is alright, and The Girl just wants to bury her brain. She’s great at playing, she knows, but she’d be better if her brain didn’t make her say things.
Your Daily Mixed it’s okay the aggregators have mademany mixes for me in my father’scloud i am algorithmically relatable. there’s some familiar stepsand setlists to the ways i’m finallyreducible. impossible to resist i’ll itchto let it play automatically. be knowable for days. i […]
Things were changing around the office. We had to adapt, they said, to high velocity change in the marketplace. Rapid innovation was necessary. Customer experience paramount. Engaged employees a must. All of us a part of something, all of us human beings. They brought in a ping pong table. Put […]