Still here at work. Halfway through the Bridge article.
I miss my bed. I want to lie down.
I am thinking of napping for a while on the couch behind me.
The IT men are laughing. They’re joking in a dialect I do not understand. And singing in a funny way.
Oh, there, I just heard one go “of what was everything”. That I know.
Oh. Corduroy. Rear View Mirror. Leash. Elderly Woman Behind The Counter. Better Man. Daughter. Go. Please don’t make me choose.
I do love hearing how Eddie and company and Mr. Khan surrender in this song.