end of days

there are two things i look forward to, after the end of a long day...

...the first sip of that crisp, ice cold draft beer, and the moment i take my socks off when i get home.

after each one, i breathe a long sigh, and bask in the thought that i've got 8 more hours till it starts again...

Comments

I don't know why I find it odd that we have nearly the same ritual upon coming home (I don't remove my socks, but I do change into pj pants), I didn't believe myself to be all that unique, but I guess the odd feeling comes from knowing that someone I work with, doing the same job as me, also does the same thing, experiencing the same thoughts as I do. But maybe that's why you wrote it down.

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