So I’m waiting here in the lobby of 181. I almost got stuck in traffic going my usual route.
There was a large mustard-yellow train engine spotted intentionally in the middle of the busy intersection.
The safety arms were down and stood traffic. But I immediately made a U-turn! And I spotted off to northbound HWY 101. Notice that was an intentional synchronicity.
Now there’s a cleaning guy “wiping down” the glass doors to my right, where the rising sun is shining into the lobby.
It’s 0753, and I have Sabrina’s baby gift, a hoodie jacket and matching tight pants.
It’s proper protocol to remember the pregger since I’m the replacement and bit someone grin another department.
Honestly, I’m only atemp and I really shouldn’t “shell out” something, even an envelope where money is expected.
So yeah, I don’t want to stay any longer that my regular for hours today, Monday the thirteen.
It’s 0756, it’s time to go to “work” and inquire of the baby, how she’s doing, how long, and that she’ll be string like Mom, a Virgo.
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