  All America growns as they travel back to work after a long holiday. I amongst the mass of desperation for the sustenance of life bravely returned to my cubicle. Why is it four day weeks are longer? It wasn't so bad. I supervised a visit between a mother and her 2 week old child. She's having some issues but watching her with the child sparked hope. I then went on a report of a child wandering the streets at 1am. However, the concerned citizen didn't call the report in until late morning. A bullshit report but I had to go out. In the course of investigating this wayward child, I met up with Sam. Sam is cook in an institution but not for long.
Next week he is opening a restaurant. He glowed like a new mother. We chatted for awhile. Soon we talked about where we grew up and it wasn't far from each other in a city far far a way. Small world. Returned to the bureaucratic machine. Files, papers, calls before I knew it the day was over. Not too bad today. 
