Zombies Exist
Zombies exist. They’re the people you pass on your 23-foot walk to your cubical from the elevator, typing away ever so passively at their computers, waiting…
Inspiration
I sit here at my desk lacking inspiration. My eyes dart over the cluttered walls of my room, looking for something - anything- that will spark some kind of…
Artistic boredom
The lights in the office seemed even more artificial due to the dullness outside. Clouds hung heavily over the roofs of the buildings pushing a blanket of…