Tuesday, almost 7 pm, I find myself trapped on a traffic jam in the bus from the office, it was another day that I could just have skipped if I could.
Get at the computer, send my entrance mail, getting mad over a dude in the other side of the city, read mail if people I might never meet, repair someone's mesh, listen the by-now same jokes since I ever enter work a year ago, go to eat and had this gigantic screen paying the same soccer game as everyday, more bad jokes (like those that make you want to just walk away), go back to the computer, read other 20+ mails of people that is replying someone else and not you, send the mail saying you're off by today, listen your coworkers saying non senses about you leaving just in time, take off this stupid shirt, climb in the bus and wait, going through the city listening the music loudly as the phone can and wishing to be yelling or howling hard as you can...

I think I should do something with this feelings, trying not to broke a window with someone's body