As soon as I enter our hub, I grow claws, fangs and horns. Sometimes even wings… if I’m having a really bad day. I turn into this evil sorceress whose hands have magical powers and whose mouth breathes poison. This is what the corporate world did to me. I have to have some kind of defense or else this “world” would eat me alive and suck the blood life out of me.
I came in quite early tonight. Thanks to the backlogs I have to finish before this shift ends.
I am hoping this cappuccino would tame the sorceress tonight. I need peace. Just tonight.