morning coffee // The Great Green Eye in the Window

All hail the window!

morning coffee // The Light in the Window

That window is oppressive.  

morning coffee // The Window

It’s raining outside, I think. I can’t tell.

Morning coffee, 8.22.17

The oak leaf I pinned to my cubicle wall has begun to root–without soil, water, or sunlight. 

Morning coffee // The Door

I did it. I touched the door. Now, I regret everything. 

Morning coffee, 8.18.17

I unknowingly trespassed onto the Yalper’s territory this morning. Now he’s challenged me to some sort of primal duel.

Morning coffee, 8.17.17

The duck has transformed. It’s consumed the entire cubicle wall. It’s become sentient.

Morning coffee, 8.15.17

Today is Monday, isn’t it? Wait. No. That’s not right.

WItP // Musings on irrecollections.

I’ve been thinking a lot about that word, irrecollections.

Morning coffee, 8.10.17

There’s something on my desk, and I didn’t put it there.