It starts as just another routine day, it rained on the way in but has just cleared up. A few people, who had been sheltering in the library lobby, begin to emerge and carry on with their journey to you don't care where. The same people, the same place, the same routine – there must be more to life than this, surely. The answer seems irrelevant, you're at work and the job needs doing. Your three workmates are familiar to the point of irritation at times, the day starts again – groundhog day. Sometimes it feels like you've been here half your life, the only things to look forward to being tea breaks, the end of the day and any chance your active mind gets to dream out the fantasies that whirl around in it. There is some hope, but sometimes it seems so far away that it's more frustrating than alluring. But that's life and this is just going to be another mundane step along it.
Hours pass, the boredom is sometimes so bad that you can feel your insides turning in rebellion. People ...
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