the button that keeps being pressed.
tomorrow when I push the power button on my laptop a small death will occur, as a symbolic ritual I will perform the tasks necessary of me, to serve all around talk to others that feels the same.
It’s like a little secret we all hold
those who are in this wheel of routine
rat-race of an office life...
It’s strange I...
It’s like a little secret we all hold
those who are in this wheel of routine
rat-race of an office life...
It’s strange I...