JoelJosol Posted May 24, 2009 Share Posted May 24, 2009 Hands, clapping, voices, boisterous, high-fives, and a document, signed: after this, I worry about you and me if we are to see each other again. Soon, this room will host others, after blanking whiteboards and removing papers posted on walls. The hours had been logged, accounted for. I fear losing you like a re-assignment to a new room, another set of numbers, deadlines, late meals, delays, and change requests. Maybe, you are like another project I need to close down to move on. Quote "Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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