Rumplestiltskin
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Life is boring. Painfully boring. Excruciatingly boring.
You get up every day 2 to 5 hours earlier than you would if you didn’t have to go to work. You spend the next half an hour in your bathroom, wondering fruitlessly what the meaning of life is. And then the next half one commuting, longing for the day you’ll be magically rich.
Time now to waste 10 or more hours in a disgusting, depressing, utterly impersonal office, doing all kinds of monotonous tasks you couldn’t for the love of your life care any less for. Only you have to. There’s no escape from work. You’re trapped.
Gone by those 10 or more hours of never-ending boredom, you come back to real life and are finally free to do whatever you want.
Only you’re not.
You still have to run some errands, buy some groceries, do some housework, walk out your dog, maybe pay a visit to your dentist. Only then are you allowed to attend your local gym, which you must do thrice per week in order to keep you healthy.
And so it’s already time for dinner. You eat rapidly and throw yourself onto the couch. You do now have time to enjoy your hobbies (which, by the way, are definitely one too many). You put on a good movie and doze off 20 minutes into it. You wake up as the ending credits roll, startled by the suddenly loud music.
Tomorrow will be another day. A better day, that’s one thing for sure.
Only it will be just like today.
But hey, the weekend is just around the corner! Let yourself rejoice, for you’ll soon be able to make up for all those hours you haven’t been able to sleep during the whole week.
And then will come Monday.
You get up every day 2 to 5 hours earlier than you would if you didn’t have to go to work. You spend the next half an hour in your bathroom, wondering fruitlessly what the meaning of life is. And then the next half one commuting, longing for the day you’ll be magically rich.
Time now to waste 10 or more hours in a disgusting, depressing, utterly impersonal office, doing all kinds of monotonous tasks you couldn’t for the love of your life care any less for. Only you have to. There’s no escape from work. You’re trapped.
Gone by those 10 or more hours of never-ending boredom, you come back to real life and are finally free to do whatever you want.
Only you’re not.
You still have to run some errands, buy some groceries, do some housework, walk out your dog, maybe pay a visit to your dentist. Only then are you allowed to attend your local gym, which you must do thrice per week in order to keep you healthy.
And so it’s already time for dinner. You eat rapidly and throw yourself onto the couch. You do now have time to enjoy your hobbies (which, by the way, are definitely one too many). You put on a good movie and doze off 20 minutes into it. You wake up as the ending credits roll, startled by the suddenly loud music.
Tomorrow will be another day. A better day, that’s one thing for sure.
Only it will be just like today.
But hey, the weekend is just around the corner! Let yourself rejoice, for you’ll soon be able to make up for all those hours you haven’t been able to sleep during the whole week.
And then will come Monday.