Acceptance

It’s 2:13PM on a Saturday afternoon. I am sitting in my cubicle at work, following a morning “maintenance window”. It’s over, but I’m still here. I’ve eaten a Stouffers microwavable panini sandwich washed down with a bottle of Diet Sunkist. I have no definitive plan to get up and go home. I have no plan for the rest of the day, rest of the weekend, or rest of the year, for that matter.

I wonder if this is Acceptance. It’s not Depression, but, somehow, it is probably worse.

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