This word, written a hundred times on small pieces of paper and littering my entire office space.
This word, written on a scrolling screensaver, marching across my computer screen. Password changed.
This word, tucked into my files, creeping into my daily life at the most unpredictable of times.
A ransom note like no other. There was no bounty to pay to get the jarring and undesirable word out of my mind. The only cure was time. And a garbage can.