How many years can you spend wiping down the exact same stretch of Formica before you realize your whole life has turned into a rerun of someone else’s Tuesday?
I used to ask myself that question every single night around 8:42, right after I locked the front door of the diner and flipped the neon OPEN sign from …
How many years can you spend wiping down the exact same stretch of Formica before you realize your whole life has turned into a rerun of someone else’s Tuesday? Full Story