@bertwurst.eth
The doorbell rang three times today.
Each time, I ran with hope.
Each time, disappointment.
Three boxes. Not one with my name.
To add insult to injury, the Assistants keep whispering about Assistant #1 going on a trip.
I’ll be fine. Probably. It’s just… five days.
Of emptiness. And Assistant #2’s non-jazzed up meals.
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