Another one of those mornings.
I really shouldn't let things get to me.
Perhaps I've read into things too much.
Walking down the stairs, the thought of throwing in a resignation letter is very tempting. I even caught myself smiling at that thought.
Still, it's not the best solution - only a quick fix.
I no longer feel for this place, no passion, no happiness.
Every day is a drag - plastic smiles, plastic friendships.
Everyone is a pawn, everything is a calculated movement in a chess game.
I should stop waving my hands at everything that gets to me.
What's the point when people are constantly being dumbed down?
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