
I can think clearly, work without interruption, and most importantly, sit at my desk in my underwear. I can walk around even, talk to myself, leap from desk to desk, shout if I want, yell, scream, cry, laugh uncontrollably.
Um, could you be quiet please? There are still people here, Todd says.
Sorry, I say. I thought I was alone.
There are like ten people here, Todd says.
Oh okay, I say. Do you want to take your pants off too?
No, Todd says.
Alright, just checking. I’ll go back to my office now.
It’s so much better when I’m the only one here.
