Ahhhh... beautiful spring. Finally here, wrapping us in her warm embrace, pressing us to her life-filled bosom. Bunnies scampering playfully across purple clover-speckled meadows. Leaves hatching from their buds and gently unfurling their green raiments. Poets writing adjective-overloaded sentences. Ahhhhh...spring. Breath in that sumptuous vernal oxygen.
What? You CAN'T??? Because you're in a CUBICLE??? And instead you're inhaling a mixture of office aromas? (Right nostril: Phyllis's cinnamon scented candle on an electric candle warmer. Left nostril: Beets.) Well then, perhaps you, my friend, could use a reprieve from your current line of work. Wouldn't you be happier being a forest ranger, or a poultry farmer, or a CENSUS WORKER!!!???
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