10 February 2013
J was in bed, a lonely, frigid bead of sweat was running sluggishly down his ashen forehead, by now he's only scarcely remembering the mystifying scenes that were unfolding in the dream plains before he awoke, something about a falling wall of numbers, the feeling of an absolute doom, an ultimate downfall. That's all he remembers though, nothing else.
His morning starts just like any other morning starts, a lack of desire, a deficiency of inspiration, an absence of anything, just the blackness of his ceiling as he stares vacantly at it. At least an hour passes every time, J just laying there, still like a corpse, staring with his sad, sorry, depressed eyes, only God knows what goes on behind them really. Then just as the slightest slither of light penetrates through his blinds his peace was brought to a abrupt end.
'J' a laborious and fatigued woman's voice shouts up the stairs. 'J, J, Wake up for Christ sake!, it's half past seven, you were supposed start work half hour ago!!' The woman aggressively slams the door and leaves just as swift as she came. J let's out a meek sigh then reluctantly plummets out of bed. He hits the floor with a muffled blow on top of a mountain of dirty washing that would rival The Alps. He plunges one hand bravely into a dark cave formation constructed out of a pile of old, crumpled jeans. He makes a grab for his wallet and keys, no need to grab any clothes though, he's still wearing some perfectly good ones he had on from the day before.
This sounds like a pretty tragic scene I admit, yes, but J's, just one of the many sufferers of circumstance. Luckily though, life has other plans for J, on this fateful day his stay at work or as J so affectionately calls it 'Hell' would be a very brisk one. So unaware of the fate that was awaiting him, J slowly picks himself up from off the ground and heads to his secret spot, he grabs his little brown bottle of Morphine and takes one prolonged gulp, for the 'pain' before making his way out through the door for another 'fantastic' day at work..........................
Stablish™
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