Commute hell

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.

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2 Comments

  1. John Castle

    The title alone made me sneak a peak on your blog but your writing alone gave me a huge literary boner. What I’m trying to say is I like your blog.

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