Monday, July 9, 2007

Bringing Work Home

When I worked at Coffee People, coffee grounds stained my fingers dark brown.

When I worked at Harry's Mother I stopped sleeping well because I was always listening for my pager to ring - even nights when I wasn't working.

When I worked at Saint Mary's College I processed loans in my dreams during August.

When I leave the food bank in the afternoon, I'm wearing a scent I call jus de viande.


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