Burger King became my office and I knew that when I was there, I was there to work. Some gears in my brain managed to switch, and I trained myself well, at last. When I was done and practice was over, I’d go back to the house and have actual conversations with my roommate over wine, or call my dad. It was nice.

spill coffee on their sepia pages and fixate on the permanence of the mottled brown stains.

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