Ten.One Thousand, Eight Hundred & Forty
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4:00am.
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I remember that I need to be there extra early for a call before the call.
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They’re not even here.
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I open the window; he thinks I just have the setting wrong. I let him “fix” it. He returns with his infrared thermometer and points it at the vent. He makes a face.
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I can’t leave.
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I run downstairs and ask her to bring me back a lunch, too. I start eating potato chips during the call because I can’t hold out any longer.
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Farmstead for drinks at 4pm? Yes, please.
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I remind myself that I have Friday off.
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She asks me where I’ve been. I’ve been quieter than usual. The thing is that there is so much
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Where has all the time gone?