6.35 alarm clock. The same operations to eventually lead to the departure from the house. 7.18
short walk with the dog. Dog peeing in the same places, sniffs the same / new shit. The same car is waiting for someone the same day late. 7.36
same people at the bus stop, the same bus (the delay on it is really a great diversion.) 8.00
the same steps performed to 16 The same fucked, irritating, smelly co-workers. The same bastard boss. These same customers are equally fucked. 16.00
take a breath. A few seconds of freedom, which turns into a pointless waiting for the bus. 17.00
walking the dog, lunch and other activities that doporowadzajÄ… to the fact that I fall asleep.
23.00/24.00-6.35 freedom.
Why so much it scares me that people tend to stabilize employment, recognizing it as the only certainty, something that is provide them with peace of mind, something that is the only reasonable way out? And even more frightening to me that that for me it was something that had me keep him calm. And now the soul. In every possible scenario, starting with the 6.35 to 23.00/24.00 to the soul. A few seconds a day is not enough. The dream is not enough. Weekend non-existent and the holidays away. I'm so tired of the lack of oxygen, clear air and a clear view that I am not sure if I'm still alive.
Everything is so far away. I would have just such a big hammer, which could rozpierdolić everything would be cool. But you can not. You have to afford those few seconds of freedom during the day. So much must suffice.
I need a new world.
And Freedom.
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