black.

I almost laughed out loud when I got in the elevator this morning and saw the four other pilgrims who dared to come to the office at 7 a.m., each one cloaked head-to-toe in black, covered in another layer of thick, dark wool, chin to knee.

And me. Bright salmon-pink button-up shirt. Herringbone tights. And a very (un)professional leather bomber jacket.

Sometimes I wonder how I got here.

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