Rest.

Work's over.

my life as a worker drone has ended.. for now.
Worker Drone #095659 has ceased function.

all's *temporarily* right with the world.. and hello to waking up in the afternoons again.


but somewhere inside im still all roboticized.
i won't be surprised if i answer any phone calls with "good morning, this is ian from NTUC Income."










the sky burned today.. possibly mourning the death of Worker Drone #095659. or maybe the death of my sanity. i don't know.