They chip in to buy you a birthday card and wait patiently at your (messy) desk to surprise you.
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What Possessed Me
- A blog about fixation, fascination and unhealthy infatuation.
(And the occasional baby panda.)
What Possessed Him
- Color possesses me. I don't have to pursue it. It will possess me always, I know it. That is the meaning of this happy hour: Color and I are one. I am a painter.
- Paul Klee
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