Cloudy days

It is Monday. And it should've been a good kick-start for this week, for I didn't wake up late and ate my breakfast before I went by. I have troubles settling myself in this office. The people are good. The environment is good. But something is bothering me by now. I don’t think I like this office, with all those privileges. I feel like drowning every time I stepped in. I wish, for once, I know what I’m pursuing at. Hell, this madness is killing me.