One day I'm drifting through various places around the globe, wondering if it's the time of my life, the next moment I'm squashed under loads of emails, tasks and reminders, getting to understand a real meaning of 9 till 5 — it's 7 till 7.
Is really the grass always greener on the other side?
I do need a second for myself.
— How's your day today? — I'm asking through a messenger service.
— A bit better than yesterday... — She replies.
— Want a joke?
— Sure.
I'm quickly opening a new browser window, typing in an address and searching for a decent one — I've been doing it since forever.
Skimming through pages, looking for something lovely. They all seem a little odd but I guess it's only me. Finally, there's one that doesn't sound too clumsy. Copy, paste, enter.
She answers with a smiley.
I'm smiling, too. She has just made my day.
1 comment:
No, the grass isn't really greener on the other side. It's just made to look as such so you'll waste money on fertilizer.
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