notes from the outer world.

10am and on. The sensation of productivity that arises from wiping a plethora of small tasks off the desk. (Inbound calls outbound calls and a lot of minor, odd misunderstandings all along the lines; communication as an ever-unresolved enigma.) At least, light's getting brighter again, even though the day is still too cold to feel comfortable.

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