Look around and see the faces I didn't see for more than a couple of years. The neighbor is today at my former location south of the border and my manager is in the building but I can't see him.
Come back home and there are no news, but when I asked later the surprise shakes me hard. I never expected this. As an old man says, "it just keeps getting better"; but I'm just looking forward to get my next pay check, that's all I want to know but my head keeps on turning somewhere else.
I've been called stupid and I've been called Carlos; maybe stupid fits better. While I remember the couple of times I've been so close to death, and all I want to think of is dark chocolate, I don't care about the pay check anymore.
Funny thing is I never had money, and my life was so easy. Now I have all these bills to pay and they get me scared. But that's not what steals my sleep at night: it is her voice speaking my language.
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Ehm. Dark chocolate is good.
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