Have I ever told you the story about the man who couldn't sleep one night and when morning came he was still awake, alone by himself, and at work he is surrounded by loud persons who opens their mouths to speak of only ridiculous lies, his workspace is cluttered and covered with children running and screaming everywhere, (did I mention he is claustrophobic and does not like children?) on his first break, he walks outside, pulls out his box of cigarettes, then notices the bright and sunny day that came by so often, but not as perfect as this, he puts his cigarettes back in his coat pocket, pauses, and takes it out again. Lighting and inhaling one this time.
The moral of this story is, a miserable outlook is still a miserable outlook even on a bright sunny day.
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