Kyrce and I have a lot in common. We have the same job, we mutually prefer lounge wear for our attire, and we both love the coffee from Citgo. Similarly, we both share many of the same fears and paranoias of the highway. This makes for an interesting partnership in carpooling. I've noticed others ride with us on occasion, but I see this as an act of desperation. The very first time one of our new production assistants rode in with us was also the last time - at least with me driving. I hadn't eaten all day long because I was too busy so I was shaky on the ride home. I had to pull over and let Kyrce drive the rest of the way. They made me eat a peanut butter and jelly sandwich to up my low sugar. Unfortunately, I missed the point where I needed to merge left and got off at the wrong exit. Kyrce took us for a tour of some back roads after that. It was nearly 7 before we got home that night. And we had left work at 4:30 in the afternoon! Anyway, this morning while we sat parked at...
Notes to My Future Self.