
I pray my new road to success is a bullet train powered by thinly-veiled resentment and mocking sarcasm because, so far, paying tolls with subservience and break-room-birthday-party-small-talk has gotten me nowhere.
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I pray my new road to success is a bullet train powered by thinly-veiled resentment and mocking sarcasm because, so far, paying tolls with subservience and break-room-birthday-party-small-talk has gotten me nowhere.

I’m a writer of tales. Mostly awkward. Mostly true. Mostly funny. Mostly about me because I’m walking between banana peels and am not very graceful, for the most part.
3 responses to “The New Road”
I will raise a glass to that… but not in a toasty kind of way.
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🙂 Thanks. Because I’m not a fan of toast. And just something I said to my sister once and it made me laugh. It stuck.
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That is awesome… also, why is there no toast in your zone?
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