One day when I woke up I couldn't find my glasses, it's the first thing I'd search in the next moment. I usually keep it near to the short table near to the bed, now it's not there. I can't see enough without the glasses, I had a lot of things to do, So I quit looking for that and moved onto preparing for the work.

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I took a bath with some cold water, it was a mistake cause without the glasses I couldn't figure out which was hot and which was cool. I don't have enough time to check whether the water is hot or cool by touching it. After the bath I ate breakfast, there was also a difference in taste from the routine.

I couldn't find my keys to the car, So I just walked towards the office. I knew it was a bad day, I was trying to accept it. I thought that everything will be over I fins the glasses after when I return home in the evening. Tomorrow will be going back to normal as before, not much fun but not many problems. It's always like this whenever the flow of the boring life breaks I wanted to be back again in this boring life loop.

The office was'not that much boring today when I don't have enough clarity in who am I talking to I talked like I was talking to a stranger. Not pushed something into someone, just brief questions and answers. Then she came, her voice was even hard to understand but she kissed me between the talk, then I found out that it's her.

Then the lunchtime came, I didn't have the plan to eat something wrong again, So I waited in the office for everyone to come back after lunch. It was boring, but everyone came and then again the workflow started. Then when leaving the office someone who sounded like my superior gave me a letter which was about something important, I told him that I didn't take my glasses So I will read that after getting home.

I left the office at the exact time and reached home walking. Then I was checking for my glasses again, I found it. It was on the couch where left after watching TV. I wore them, my boring world is back again.

Then I opened the letter the man gave me, They have fired me. It was the whole letter was about, then there was a text message from some lady from the office, which I have never talked with.
it said,
"I love you, It was a nice kiss"

Then I woke up, the glasses were there on the little table.

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