quiet days at work equate to loud days in the mind.
staring at a bunch of watches is a reflection of everything.
looking at that watch we got tony,
it's so clear what it's telling you, even with it's 3 dials.
everything is so spread out in that face yet so distinct.
look to the left, there's the 1 face but a gazillion things going on.
It's so hard to read, nothing's seperated everything is just meshed together.
and all i can think about is whether or not the guy that designed that could read it himself.
My life was like that watch, the one with the 3 different dials, i had one world with little worlds within it. I could tell them apart and they were so easy to read.
Now they meshed it all together and i can't read a goddam thing.
lmc
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