The Enemy of the Good (eideteker) wrote,
The Enemy of the Good

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Post-Scripty: And then I cracked my back

Despite my poor typing posture, that actually relaxed me. After a hell of waiting on somewhere between two hundred and three hundred customers in an eleven hour day (do the math), I came home, wrote, stood up, stretched, and felt myself relaxed for the first time in weeks. The muscles actually stopped clenching frantically and let me be for that one sweet moment.

And so I'm not sorry.

And yet, it feels weird to say 'wrote' when talking about typing.

And yes, that's as close as I get to a kiss and tell. I wouldn't have said anything about the kiss if it hadn't been integral to the story.

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