I am losing my senses.
The sand in the hourglass gushes, in torrents.
My mind whirls. It seems like a flashback of my life - the only difference is, it is the Present that is whizzing by.
I lose track of where I am.
Everyday seems like every other day.
I sleep. I work. I eat. I answer calls from irrate customers and calls from nature alike as though they are classified similarly and treated with the same manner - I am only relieved when both ordeals are over.
I receive a pittance. I pay bills. I look at my income tax and wonder why don't they just cream the fats off the gilded, well-heeled folks who make hundreds of thousands each year - they could easily subsidise all of us middle-income bourgeois and proleteriats. After all, we work for them for peanuts whilst they enjoy the fruits of our labours.
There seems to be increasing numbers of condominium developments - that is a sure sign that there are people who can afford to pay more taxes out there isn't it?
Education is still the only way out of poverty.
Indeed, I am thankful that I am not lesser fortunate, having received a decent education that would make many other fellowmen envious. But alas it has only brought me to the wheel in this hamster cage which I thread laboriously and religiously everyday, in exchange for sawdust to lie upon and melon seeds. I am sure many others have also subjected themselves unknowingly to this merciless rodent race.
I have lost my responses.
But the alarming thing is - there are still responsibilities to be taken care of.