A broken dollie

This morning at new day job, I found it steamer to watch normal interactions between office people. Being in so many dysfunctional and difficult offices before (a temp always gets the rough end of the stick) my last day job and this one are so amazing.
With everyone being like this, I realize that I can only be genuinely kind to strangers or acquaintances for a short time before I get leery and even with people I know I pull away.
Now that I am back in Toronto, this has to change!

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