I see adults rushing towards work and back home, not stopping to catch a breath, mindlessly working all the time.
I was determined to be not like them. But now that adulthood is catching up to me, the future seems less blurr. And I could see myself, trapped in a cubicle from 9 to 5, tired from the clients, bosses and the society, constantly missing out on the joy of life.
I’m sad & scared.
