I don’t have my own independent room, I don’t have perks of working from home or taking a day off, I don’t have my own personal time in a long day of 24 hours where I am free from any kind of interference, I have no privacy left and none of my pattern locks are secure enough to prevent unauthorized access.
Evolutions have made me nastier over time. In earlier days divine powers and pure souls rented places from me. Moreover they never forgot to acknowledge me for the shelter I provided them. They always respected my personal space and never took me for granted. They were my well-wishers and always were proud to be a part of me. Decades...