745pm
Setting: Sitting in a place where I only could have imagined to sit a year ago, I waste my time. More time. Time, that is the essence of life, I waste it, let it pour out of my grasp like its nothing
Voice in my head: Well, why don’t you go back to your room and fucking work?
Me: I came from that room like 30mins ago. What the fuck do YOU want?
V: And … what was your majesty doing in that room all day long?
M: (silent)
V: Come on, if you do it, atleast have the courage to speak it up.
M: You know this is going online, right?
V: You know you should not do stuff you can’t talk about, right?
M: No that’s wrong. Its normal for people to have secrets. What do you want to say!
V: Well you are right but you are missing your goals mate. You want money and the last few hours, and NOW, you are not doing anything to earn money.
M: Its sunday.
V: 1. It does not mean it has to be off for you. If you can slack on Wednesday, you can work on Sunday. 2. Even if you want a break, why damage yourself? Why hurt yourself? Is that also excluded from judgement on a corporate holiday, huh Mister?
M: (silent)
(Interrupted by a call)
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