Day 115: Tales Of Too Many Questions And Not Asking Your BFF The Right Ones

I don’t know where I work anymore.

I’m told there is some city office for Highway, an office I suspect is at 120 Collins from all the plans I found.

But I couldn’t tell James I found his hidden plans or that I snooped through his belongings.

Yet, I’m expected to pull up a box and put together everything I need into it when I have no idea where I’m going.

Pi…