Not this one, not the one I'm typing on right now. It's fine. The one at home is hard to type on. The keys don't depress easily. Makes me feel weak, that I can't even type, something I've been doing since I was a kid. It's not me, though; it's the keyboard.
At lunchtime I went to the store. I bought travel size toiletries. Tried to find a pair of pants and a sweater, but didn't like the way the things I tried on looked on me. So I left the store empty handed.
Now it just feels like I'm killing time until I can pack up and go home. Tomorrow I'll get on a plane to Michigan for a few days.
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