Every Thursday, a woman I work with starts her emails with “Happy Friday Eve!” PGP.
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Every Thursday, a woman I work with starts her emails with “Happy Friday Eve!” PGP.
Recent college grad, working in Manhattan, who has regular anxiety attacks due to the fact that she knows she will most likely end up living in a cardboard box for the rest of her life.
All she did was give a name to what everyone else is thinking “God, just one more day!”