Cinahilger's Blog

Friday, friday

Good morning.

It is foggy and rainy. The only sound I hear is the dull roar of the huge refridgerators behind me as I sit at the Grind.

For it is Friday, and on Fridays I work a nine-hour shift of pure boredom here at America’s most Obscure and Lackluster Coffee Bar.

On top of that, it is Good Friday. The day that we celebrate (or commemorate, perhaps?) the death of Jesus. Sunday morning he’ll rise again. What a beautiful story.

I don’t really have any reason to write today, except that I felt I was being neglectful of my journalling duties. Now I’ve fulfilled that and it’s time to go do something else!


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