Do you ever get this feeling when your alarm rings on a Monday morning and your body moves just as quickly as your mind takes things off your mental checklist?
Warm clothes still fresh from the laundry, your finger is doing that thing where it's tapping to music that isn't playing.
But now you're at work and your duties pile up, yet you're stuck between meetings and when the clock finally stops ticking, you realize that you don't know what you're doing.
Every day is a masquerade dance between your hands and the chance that someone would figure out you're a scam.
I mean, how could they even believe you during your interview?
Your CV is a collection of skills you don't remember getting, your dream job was only meant to exist in your sleep, yet somehow the spreadsheets fix themselves.
And when you speak, they actually listen to the shit that comes out of your mouth. How did you get so good at being a fraud?
I feel it too, and I know that every day is for the thief.
Every day we survive on luck until one day, one day, they'll fish out the imposter among us.
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