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boring day

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    Is there anything more boring than being in a daze?

    Hate boring days, like wasting time.

    The body is exhausted and doesn't want to move, but the brain doesn't stop thinking.

    The window is open, and the warm sunlight mixed with the spring breeze makes me want to sleep when it blows on my body.

    Almost fell asleep standing there.

    The eyes blinked and blinked, and the pain was jerky.  Those who are nearsighted can't see anything clearly.

    Contact lenses are too much trouble.

    Glasses are a bit of a hindrance.

    Once, on the way downstairs to buy vegetables, a man walked by from a distance.  I don't know who, but I think it's walking in my direction, it should be someone I know.

    Silly standing still and maintaining the most beautiful smile.

    It turned out to be a tragedy. When I got closer, I realized that it was someone I didn't know at all, and that person had a blank expression.

    "Do you know me?"

    "Oh I don't know."

    What an embarrassment.

    When I was in Shanghai, I once wandered around China World Trade Center.  I felt that I met someone I knew, and I wanted to say hello, but when I looked up, that person had disappeared into the crowd.  The next day, I told her about meeting her yesterday, but she said, I didn't go to China World Trade Center yesterday?

    So, who did I meet?

    So, how much I hate myopia.  Thinking about it for so many years has really treated the eyes badly.

    Always lie down and read a book.

    Playing with mobile phones and writing in dim light.

    Some things are always precious when they are lost.  I used to naively thought that myopia was a symbol of culture.  Thinking about it now, I am really ashamed of my IQ at that time.

    If the weather is dry, I especially want to eat fruit.

    But I don't like apples the most.  Thinking about the people around me eating an apple every day, I really admire their tenacity.

    I don't have a favorite fruit.

    Only one day I want to eat, go buy some.  Eat until you don't want to eat.  Then you will wait a long time before you want to eat.

    It's a bit extreme.

    But I also know my own character.  no patience.  Apart from writing, there is nothing I can stick to like.

    This week was supposed to be my night shift.  After two days, I was sadly told to rest.  Take two days off and transfer to day shift.

    It is equivalent to the last day of the working day being temporarily replaced by a day shift.

    In the end, people who work on the same floor will ask, haven't you been working the day shift this week?

    "Ohnot"

    Although it's not so good that if you don't see each other for a day, it will be like three autumns, but it won't be so bad that it will be like a year when you meet each other.

    I still blame myself for being too "intriguing".  Like air, but not as clean as air.  Like the real thing, but also feel weak and ordinary.

    It's boring anyway.  Idle is also idle, it is better to have an inference about this person.

    1, too busy.

    2, too idle.

    3. My mind is not on work.

    4. Still dreaming.

    5. I have hallucinations.

    6. Don't know me at all.

    After choosing among these six options, the final conclusion is that I must be full and have nothing to do to think about these boring questions.

    I often think about whether it is better to work the day shift or the night shift.

    Although the night shift is exhausting, I can do what I like.  Unrestrained, especially free.

    It's the day shift.  It's okay if you're busy, so you don't think about other things.  Once idle, messy thoughts fly in the mind.

    After thinking about it, even though I have the desire to create, I still can't write a word.

    It's good to be naive and simple once in a while.

    Don't think about complex humanistic feelings.

    Find happiness by yourself.

    What a boring day.

    And every day is repeating yesterday's day.  It's really bad.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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