Moments

By togrrrl

1.1.4 woven

The ties that bind, the threads of our lives woven together, black and white and shades of gray.

Back in the good graces, my manager booked my ritual retirement lunch (so strange), and at the end of the day a visitation for a colleague’s Mom who died. Blurred lines between the professional and the personal.

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