Wake. Rush. Work. Overtime. Train home. Sleep. I'm tired.
Time flashes pass. Everyday's the same o thing. Just doing my work.
Brushing shoulders with strangers in the corporate building who one day might be my best pal(s) in the office, as one might hope.
The days were never eventful, yet not boring at the same time. But I was bored. I am bored.
I'd never say TGIF with more gratitude before. & weekends had never been considered a treat.
A simple 'enjoy your weekend' from fellow colleagues never fails to warm my ticking heart up.
Happiness always comes hand in hand with sadness.
One's moodboard is ever-changing & can never stop its work.
In time to come, I shall be a quick painless and stress-free blur.
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