

I thought I saw another human but it turned out to be my own reflection in the window of the locked down empty building I was delivering to.
I know I’ve said that before but it bears repeating like a recurring dream or theme or theme song or mantra. barely audible mumbles. repeat as needed. repeated repeatedly. repeating repeatedly. been there. done that. same undular bore six months later under six more layers of clothing. head cheese spread sheet repeat.
I thought I saw another human but it turned out to be my own reflection in the window of the locked down empty building I was delivering to.
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