I'm at work.
It's a public holiday for most of the country, but the Company has decided that this is the day we have to work.
It's been a terrible week.
Tough. New. Stressful. Inefficient. Angry. Angsty.
To top it off with a cherry, EVERYTHING was ruined last night,
and here I am now.
9th of February.
It's such a sad day,
even the sky is crying for me
Because somebody knows that someone should cry for me.