Rushing towards office I see my bones are cracking up and screaming not to enter the room but somehow I managed to enter inside. In front of my eyes they somehow have poured a curtain; all I can see is dimness of time and people moving away and coming inside. I see their shoes; check if they had time to clean the dust over them; then I move towards my screen. I click here and there. And I click again. The voice of which is like swaying a sword into my ears but it’s important to check if my mind is active otherwise I pledge to start my next day better and that's how life moves on.