Left the house early, found myself en route, driving to my number two spot. Parked on the side, eating a sandwich I bought, drinking ice tea not leaving a drop. Got bored over there, kept watching the clock, decided to move to my number one spot.
A house over there was getting too much traffic,people in and out like they all had habits.
Took a new route to the job, down ninth, through the back gate avoiding the mobs.
In plenty of time I entered the door, avoiding the masses crying they could take no more. Home they would go to their special someones, leaving me on the start of my daily grind.
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