An Orange Day


Well, on paper it was actually more like a yellow-beige day, but in the bottle it looked rather orange. PMS I don’t remember orange. I usually write it down. Today I didn’t. Today I was working on zero caffeine, central nervous system on idle, and time was shifted in the wrong direction, at least for work. But I had fun and a “real days work” was over in no time at all.—Dominick

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