Red Rot

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Boss sob (Near palindrome)

Too tired from spin class followed by ten hours of work. I told Matt I can’t rise any higher. I’m not sure I could take the stress.

I can pivot away from my corporate directorship, pivot towards red sweatshirts, Lambrusco, black ink pens on unlined paper.

The end cannot be the goal.

9:39 p.m. - 2020-02-03

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