I'm very pensive today. Fussing over little loose ends so I have something to fixate on. Cleaning up the desk so my hands are busy. Today is a very succinct example of my recently reoccurring desire for some revelation, some emotional rosetta stone, that will miraculously herd together all of my thoughts so that they'll make some sort of tangible sense.
Instead I have anchovy stuffed olives and diet coke with a side of baked ritz crackers.
As far as epiphanies today, the most I can offer is: Hot Sauce doesn't go with olives.
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