The Office
Why would I dream about being here every day . . .

when I can be in a place that looks like this five days a week?

Yep, I've lost my damn mind and actually treasure the hours spent in my cubicle.
Okay, of course I don't! That's why I'm always out of my cubicle. I get bored. I get antsy. I get cabin fever. Thankfully, my job requires me to get up often. Even if I have work that requires my attention for long periods of time, I get up just to give my eyes and brain a rest. But, really, I can't do this forever. Cubicles, like board socks, are of the devil!!
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