Fell asleep with my smartphone in one hand. Woke up early, turned around the block, enjoyed the chilled morning air. Made a long coffee with the little that was left and dug into the old cocoa bag that was unopened all this years. So is life with dogs, depression, and no spare time. Yay.
So you want a job. You send in an unsolicited message. And you leave as a contact your yahoo address which contains both Mesina and Denaro in the user name?! You make me laugh.
When they’re gone, I use the tooth brushes of my ex-boyfriends to clean my shoes.
I wonder what would a shrink say about that.
I wonder what would the ex-boyfriends say about that.
He dumped me texting, and I never saw that text coming.
Again. And it sucks. Not the coffee, the coffee is awesome. The for one part.
I know, I dropped the context out, so it sounds like a probable love declaration. For sure it sounds a bit poetic. It’s in fact a cover letter, for getting a job. I have received it. The next thing I know, the sentence in the title continues with: I don’t know for sure, but I think that I got off the elevator with you today.
Women today! Good thing we didn’t get it on.
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