the best parts of my day were all fragments, tiny slivers of time that don't mean anything on their own to anyone but me:
drew saying he bet I didn't think he'd call.
kevin's hudsucker proxy quote.
michael calling me sexy.
annie's eyebrows communicating so much.
walter's eyes shrinking.
pretty much everything about dustin, but specifically, dustin's turquoise polo with dark blue sweater vest.
putnam's anonymous yelling of my name; our random encounter.
that I didn't smoke again.
my gracious texts.
the surprise of natalia's words.
val's realization that I was joking.
the return of my "normal."
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