It's a dark, cold, rainy, winter morning and I have to go to work.
I don't want to go to work. You don't want to go to work.
Nobody wants to go to work.
There is a collective vibe of anger and frustration.
Incredulous disbelief.
All I want is sleep.
I'm tired. I'm always tired.
I wake up tired, work tired, go to bed tired.
Today is a perfect day for sleep.
It's a dark, cold, rainy, winter morning.
The kind of day you want to grab your axe
and dismember your enemies.
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