Dressing is like chemistry.
Mixing the wrong ingredients can go shit-wrong.
Came almost halfway until I actually considered dying and walk back to switch clothes.
They were soaked and I knew this last part is the most difficult one to walk, especially psychologically.
Because you know that the fewer steps you have left the more heat your body accelerates, and before soon your colleagues will see you in this shape and all your wonderful attempts of showing a fake facade as a stud is spent, and left is just a rhetorical question of, what the hell’s matter with you, sweat freak.
And with no proper answer in store all you do is smile and endure.
Monday, August 4, 2008
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