Life has been too good before yesterday. All I've been doing is work, friend, work, friends.
The freedom I dig out as much as I could was just a bliss. Work's another happy place for me. My co-workers have good work ethic and are not anal. Half of them used to work in fine dining restaurants. Head chef's not anal.
And since yesterday, I reckon shit was gonna happen sooner or later. And it hit hard.
My happy place is at his parents' place.
Short hours at work for a couple of days.
Fady's at work.
I'm just - goodness me.Yesterday I had that thought again.