Изменения успешно внесены.
The sun disappeared last week and I have no special occasions to leave my cell. The rain decided to fall until the sky would heal its depression and have no more tears left. My first day of work got cancelled and I feel useless once again. The idea of putting on my suit and expensive perfume seems like an unattainable dream. I never thought I would say that but I miss work. I miss being busy, swearing every time my boss isn't looking,because I lost the forms to be completed by tomorrow, smile at the customers and pretend like I give a shit about their uncles, grandfathers, nieces and dogs, say things I do not really mean when it comes to praising a successful colleague and tons of other "working" stuff. And now, when my baby is gone and I am left here with my own disgusting thoughts that never miss a moment to mock me, I seriously consider studying too. I open my "History of Western Civilizations" and indulge in the depth of discussion on the world wars and fallen kingdoms.Occasionaly, my hands pick up Voltaire's "Candide" and my eyes feast upon the illustrations in my long-forgotten book of "International Relations".So many books-so little time.When I put all of them away on my shelf I stop to pick up a "Law Dictionary"-there I skip through a couple of pages with a look of silent fascination upon my face.I never realized that I was starving for knowledge and a simple read-through fulfilled my needs.