Another Workday... #5

Another workday, another weekend. Cometh thou rest, begone is thy youth.

Whence shalt this race slow down or stop, to let me take a breather?

I am entwined and grasped in a vise, falling from the heavens in a downward spiral.

This is a fucking evil vicious cycle.

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I should be happy - I am not.

I should be contented - I am not.

I should be broken - I am not.

I should be grateful - that I am.

I should be mindful - that I am.

I should be thrifty - that I am.

I should be thoughtful - that I try.

I should be loving - that I try.

I should be careful - that Itry.

I should be resting.

Another Workday... #4

One morning on the way to work, I passed by a rubbish bin.

There was a hamster cage beside the rubbish bin. It was probably discarded by someone, and it still had sawdust and all the accessories inside the cage.

The top of the cage had been taken off and was beside the cage on the floor.

There were 2 cats sitting left and right of the cage. They were licking their lips.

Another Workday... #2

Over the past few months, I have been training up my skills in the art of "bomb disarmament".

And I am getting good at it.

Another Workday... #1

While waiting to cross a road to get to work, I saw an old man crossing the road.

He held a 4-legged cane in one hand, and strapped to his waist was a pee-bag that was half-full. I walked past him, but was in no position to help him.

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While on the train, when the crowd cleared after a busy stop, I saw this woman in a wheelchair in the middle of the train at the doors.

She got off at the same stop as me, reversing herself out of the doors by her own pair of hands. I queued behind a human wall waiting for her to exit the doors, but was in no position to help her.