it is strange how fast time flies. for me time has past by in folds. every night at work i fold paper to slip under the door of a guest. bills. every morning i fold paper to put a car inside. envelope. around mid day i fold paper for binding books and making art. signature. I fold my clothes, my sheets, socks, money.
meeting after meeting i feel like no solution has been reached. the $$$$ is important. but my time is money. i found a way to optimized my cash. work at night when you are awake. its like money is coming to you in your dreams.
the empty halls and streets and windows and ☐'s
and now the ticks are done i am also done talking.