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This is what it could look like when one completely deconstructs a life as one knows it, and how to build from the ground up. Alternatively, this is a fresh look at an old story. The fine art of falling apart.

a day in the life of...

9:26 a.m.
Addiction to banana pudding discovered. Will investigate further.

9:35 a.m.
Banana pudding supply exhausted. Investigation suspended until further notice. In the meantime, informal meeting with cigarette to be held outside in 3 minutes. Such short notice. Coffee cup is nearly empty: potential disaster. Will have to scrounge for change in car for another.

9:36 a.m.
Am late for meeting with cigarette.

9:37 a.m.
The hallway is blocked by some guy filming a coworker in her office. Who needs a tripod for that? Took covert photographs of cameraman, he is not pleased. Am still late for cigarette meeting, unable to leave building.

9:40 a.m.
Cannot understand why coffee cups are never winning Roll up the Rim to Win contest. Perhaps there is treachery at Tim Horton’s.

9:51 a.m.
Meeting completed. Freezing cold outside despite sunshine. What a day to wear no socks.

10:03 a.m.
have 3 files now. Trying to spread out writing two letters over the next 5 hours.

10:04 a.m.
just noticed am only one in the office.

10:15 a.m.
Coffee all GONE. Three bottles of flavoured water seem unappetizing. Miss banana pudding.

10:19 a.m
Wish briefly, that am at home in hot bath.

10:20 a.m.
back to work, staring at computer screen.

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