March 1st, 2004

kiwi crossing

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Packing fruit can lull you into a hypnotic stupor in which you work continuously but your mind contains only one thought. Sometimes that thought is "must pick out all of the bruised apples", but sometimes it's something along the lines of "You know, a brown pear looks a whole lot more like a kiwi than a kiwifruit does". Over and over and over.

Or maybe it's just me.
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    weird hypnotized. and hungry.