The walk to work was becoming far too familiar. The lonely buzz of life itself had become merely a replacement sensation for not having a girlfriend. It didn’t matter much, as the mystery of the universe hummed around me as sunshine, traffic noise and the constant flow of anxiety in my blood. I hated my new work colleagues and was rigid like a stone in the compound of their judgements.
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