Every few years at work I lose my lunch buddy and end up solitary again. Lately I go hide in a room few people have access and go cut patterns. That's me during lunch this week.
Unique and eclectic, I have friends from all walks of life. I'm both old and young, wise and naive, trusting and paranoid. I'm often a walking contradiction and paradox.
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