I’m trapped in the G-Suite and I keep bumping around into walls and kitchen tables looking for an exit, like a Sim who’s glitching out.

I wake up and check my email. I know where I’m going and what I’m doing and when because Google calendar buzzes and tells me so. When I have a blank day in the G-cal, I look around aimlessly wondering what I should be doing.

When did this happen? College?? When did I put my brain on ice and assign someone else, a color-coded robot, to lead the charge?

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