That must have been a real strain… 6 words
I would like to say sorry, but right now the only sorry I feel is for myself. For the last month I have been working 14 hours a day plus every weekend. And at this particular moment, I am drinking coffee and going back to work… to make my CEO and his kids richer and happier. Such question as “what is my life for” and “how can I make someone happy” have long left my mind. I am an angry individual who is trying to see the light at the end of the tonnel, but the light at the end of the tonnel is just another train. What else to say? I am cought in the Matrix.
More later… when I come back from the dead.

