this block of time
2003-12-24 ~ 12:06 p.m.

everyone was in good spirits for christmas...

so i sat huddled in my cube trying to block out their laughter and chatter.

and then ricardo said i could go home.

maybe because of service level, or maybe because i had no idea what mr. aarjano was doing in the airport with his pocket pc.

i came home to sew. this shirt. for her.

i came home to cry in my own space.

to check again on tickets and prices and times and flowers.

and i would tell you to have a merry christmas.

if i believed in merriment right now.

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