> on a dark linux bash prompt,
new boss in my hair
hot coffee and hardware,
stale conditioned air
ls listing the files,
i cat configs that ain't right
my head so heavy and my sight so dim
i'd have to work through the night
there she sat in the bin dir
i heard the terminal bell
and i was thinking to myself
'just a quick tweak and all will be well'
then she lit up the keyboard
and showed me the way
three letters in the dark of night
i thought i heard vim say
welcome to the hotel :q!
what a focused place