I woke up today with endless hate for work, the concept itself. Why do we have to go to work to begin with? I seriously thought about quiting my week old job...but then. I remembered how bored I was without a job.
So I force myself to brush my teeth, wash my face, get dressed and so on. I get into the car to find that I don't have much gas, let alone the fact that I only have 5 LE on me. As soon as I get here, I give them to whoever it is that helped me park.
And here I am; penniless, cold, bored and indifferent.
I hope you are all having a better day.