I work about 12 hours a day.
Fact.
I wake up at 6:30 am.
Fact.
I'm not having a serious breakfast since I've start working/living in the hotel.
Fact.
I wake up every single day with:
a. My head pulsing.
b. My feet that hurt.
c. My ankles wandering around the room screaming.
Fact.
Living in a attic, I can't keep a vertical position not even when I'm "showering" (since it's not a proper shower but just a tiny bathtub), and this is getting on my nerves more and more AND MORE.
Fact.
And still, I like living(?) here. I'm dumb, mad and lone. And Chacha-san didn't use this loooooong time for doing something properly useful. Dumb lovely old man.
Fact.
I wake up at 6:30 am.
Fact.
I'm not having a serious breakfast since I've start working/living in the hotel.
Fact.
I wake up every single day with:
a. My head pulsing.
b. My feet that hurt.
c. My ankles wandering around the room screaming.
Fact.
Living in a attic, I can't keep a vertical position not even when I'm "showering" (since it's not a proper shower but just a tiny bathtub), and this is getting on my nerves more and more AND MORE.
Fact.
And still, I like living(?) here. I'm dumb, mad and lone. And Chacha-san didn't use this loooooong time for doing something properly useful. Dumb lovely old man.
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