tea spilled desk a mess i clean
dry a vase and notebook down
and there i see her
my morning began with earl grey pooled over my desktop, around my portfolio - my vase, a gift from kristi, sat amidst my caffeinated flood. an entrance into my consciousness and so continued the rest of my day, with emails from 2006 popping up, conversations between me and her about work, managing, and productivity. reminders to be positive, reinforce good, and stay an advocate for people.
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