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One of those days A Short Love Story | Love Stories to Read

The rain was simply the prelude to a dire day.



Especially when you realize that you have left your umbrella at home and you have to walk fifteen minutes from the bus stop in which you have traveled crowded, because at seven thirty in the morning the car has left you lying in the middle of traffic, which have caused the floods, damaging the traffic lights and causing the collision of a car and a taxi in the middle of the avenue that you use to get to work, to which today you have arrived forty minutes late and have had to endure the anger of your boss, who since his wife left him last week has become more susceptible and gets on his nerves every time his tongue burns because the coffee the secretary has brought him is too hot or because the deadlines are not met presentation of projects or simply because you do not like the tie you are wearing,Since according to him it is the business card of the company abroad and should denote prestige and power, something that on the other hand is difficult to pretend when you have a miserable salary that forces you to eat every day oftupperto be able to save enough to pay the mortgage, the car insurance (yes, the one that later leaves you lying down) and buy a little item for your wife, who lately complains because you are never home and when you are you do not separate from the laptop and of the company’s mobile phone, which could already be stretched a little and give you one that at least you are not ashamed to take out on the street and that does not make you move around the entire office in search of a little coverage, but you already know You have to save costs, not overtime, which is not only badly paid, but also those fifteen extra minutes that you are late to pick up your son from his karate classes and that force you to buy him some trinket to that he does not think that you are the worst father in the world and does not speak to you on the way back home,In which today, given the circumstances, you have decided to take a taxi driven by a man determined to give you a conversation when all you want is to enjoy the silence that you have not been able to enjoy all day, that day that finally comes to an end, but not before stepping on a puddle when getting out of the taxi, remembering that you have left the house keys in the glove compartment of the car, that the tow truck has finally removed for the price of one kidney, because you have left the other one going up the stair the six floors due to the elevator failure, realizing that life has long since stolen your youth and that it is no coincidence that a gray hair has peeked through your hair.that day that finally comes to an end, but not before stepping on a puddle when getting out of the taxi, remembering that you have left the house keys in the glove compartment of the car, which the tow truck has finally removed for the price of a kidney, because you have left the other one going up the stairs six floors due to the elevator failure, realizing that life has long stolen your youth and that it is no coincidence that a gray hair has peeked through your hair.that day that finally comes to an end, but not before stepping on a puddle when getting out of the taxi, remembering that you have left the house keys in the glove compartment of the car, which the tow truck has finally removed for the price of a kidney, because you have left the other one going up the stairs six floors due to the elevator failure, realizing that life has long stolen your youth and that it is no coincidence that a gray hair has peeked through your hair.realizing that life has long stolen your youth and that it is no coincidence that a gray has peeked through your hair.realizing that life has long stolen your youth and that it is no coincidence that a gray has peeked through your hair.

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