She worked in a library. Had the same job for 20 years and never thought of changing anything.
Got up at 7 o'clock in the morning, went to work and arranged the books, cleaned the wooden desks and waited for the 5 or 6 readers that were loyal to the place.
Same routine, day after day.
Only at night she had these dreams of unicorns and other fantastic creatures. They all mixed up in her head creating strange stories and wonderful adventures. But she forgot everything in the morning, when real life started all over again.
Got up at 7 o'clock in the morning, went to work and arranged the books, cleaned the wooden desks and waited for the 5 or 6 readers that were loyal to the place.
Same routine, day after day.
Only at night she had these dreams of unicorns and other fantastic creatures. They all mixed up in her head creating strange stories and wonderful adventures. But she forgot everything in the morning, when real life started all over again.
2 comments:
i'm really bad at using twitter messaging, so i came back here to say that i really liked ur thought about not rushing to say a day will suck... :) me likey!
keep up the good work.
:)) yeah, i learned that the hard way, so to speak :P
kissez
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