Monday, December 19, 2016


I had a mini-break for lunch, fast scarping sushi, before dashing back. Now I've gone to market I'm not beholden to artifice like a mandated break of X minutes at Y hours—I can just fly instead.

So I flew, flew right through what I needed to do and came up at the end of the day smiling.

This little piggy loves being at market.


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