I'm back in Ottawa - working for my dads accounting company. My desk is a slew of donation receipts and RL1 revenu Quebec forms. Empty
Right now, the office ceiling is lulling me to sleep as I count the holes in the particle board tiles. The vents seem to be hidden but there is slumbery, white noise air coming out of them. A din.
I wonder how close we are in deep sleep to being dead or unconscious.
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