Microsoft Office Eternal Suffering

POV: your outlook inbox on a Monday in February as you realize you'll die under the fluorescent lights that keep the fake plants alive in your office. you'll briefly consider leaving, but resume your daily misery to hit a deadline that doesn't exist for a project that doesn't matter. you'll receive emails from people you don't recognize and add more Xanax to your coffee. merge with your ergonomically correct desk chair. dismiss everything you ever knew. abandon your dreams.