Monday
Again at work. One more week ahead.But it's good, I am still here, coping with the tasks.
Still breathing, still fighting.
Running to the office in the morning, to my home in the evening, looking forward to my emails and Friday.
One more week of my life.
Who knows what will happen. Maybe, while commuting, he will stop me and say - I need you. You are so pretty. I like your smile.
Or maybe it will be the same sleeping faces in the tube, as usual.
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It seems Dancing to the humdrum seems to be part of growing older.
I have heard, In the Past people got together in real life.
PS they aren't sleeping on the tube they're busy ignoring each other.
Such is modern life.
I am never bored.
It's just dreams to find somebody to share the funny ideas I have.
With friends is also OK.
who will pay the bills?
the salary will be also 2/5, not like now 5/2
i'm surprised.
maybe u should read again. or it could be because u are a man.
the women understood me well.
"Still breathing, still fighting.
Running to the office in the morning, to my home in the evening, looking forward to my emails and Friday.
One more week of my life." I genuinely felt sorry for you.