Everybody Knows…

‘… There were so many people
you just had to meet
your clothes
everybody knows…’

I’m just going to run with this whole nudity thing for a while I think.

It’s been a pretty funny week really.

I chuckle to myself each morning as I stare blankly at my wardrobe, wondering what to wear to work, wondering why I have to wear anything to work at all.

I didn’t expect to be so liberated after the fact, but I really do feel like a lot of the ideas and hangs up I had before Monday have seemingly vanished.

I just don’t fucking care.


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