Co-worker Mandy is on vacay in Miami Beach. She forgot her Debit card in the deli ‘neath our office, so I’m sending it to her.
LOOK WHERE SHE IS! GAH! How I long for someplace warm and happy! How I long to relax and most likely eat shrimp! No agenda! No cares!
….Granted, I would only probably REALLY enjoy this for three days, max, before I started writing bad poems about it or developing a neck twitch due to the lack of structure, but still. Yay. I want to go to there. Or the Anywhere. A vacation somewhere, with no agenda sides relaxing.
Excuse me. I have to crawl inside this envelope and figure out how to seal it internally.