Hot, no seat on the train, screaming kids, (yep I don’t know why either) packed like sardines on a sweaty train.
The mad rush and stress just to get to work on time. Smacked with arms and bags to boot.
The rat race 5 days a week does it make you happy?
Don’t you ever think about just fucking off somewhere and not living this life – A slave to money.
Or else just move next door to your office 🙂
I’m in a bad mood.