I am, quite literally, afraid of my office. I have been unable to write anything coherent for a couple of weeks and the last place I tried was in my office. Hence, fear of office. As if the office was causal. I flinch when I think of it.
I came anyway this afternoon, trying to break the connection, cross the streams, disrupt the force or whatever less geek-like references you can think of. No luck. I’m going home to see if I left my bag of words under the desk there.
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