Day job vous

Your alarm wakes you up at 5 a.m. You get up, get ready, gulp down your breakfast, ride your bike to work, park it, run up the stairs to the third floor, punch in, open you laptop on your familiar desk.

Then you pause, and say to yourself, “I know this exact moment has happened before.” Day job vous.

Epilogue: Then I wake up, shake off the¬†lingering horror, and say to myself. “Whew, what a nightmare!”

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