I feel strangely out of place today. It might be the umpteenth snow storm of the winter. Or the big meeting this afternoon. Or the series of little meetings that always preceed a big meeting.
It might be that my pants are so tight I have no circulation below the waist (sadly this is true of all of my pants)
It might be the heady whiff of magic markers (I know, I'm allergic but they just work so well when you use massive pieces of paper)
It might be middle age or the tightness of this hat.
I'm not sure what it is - but it feels mightily odd.
1 comment:
Do you think it could be the hat?
Bah, if not, it could be seasonal affective disorder
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