I know the last few entries here have been about leaving World Granite, the office that I have worked at for almost a year. Repetitive yes, but still sad. Almost surreal.

I went into the Granite shop the other day to get some supplies and I saw a drawing that the granite workers had made on the wall, and the quiet time clock. And the still, quiet shop. No work being done, no loud Hispanic music being blasted from the dusty boom box in the corner.

SIGH. Move on.