This morning was so painful. Even the luxury of a warm shower under the blanket of a cold morning was not enough to shake my agony.
My breakfast, the ironing of my shirt and even the bus trip was the same monotone bland that greets me each Monday morning.
I was about to explode when I hoped off the bus.... so I walked down the city backwards.
And this isn't any street. Nope, the busiest street in my city at morning peak hour. Dressed in my shirt and tie, clean shaven and respectable, I walked down the street backwards.
Everyone looked, some laughed, most got out of my way.
What a good way to start the day. That made me smile for the remainder of my Monday.
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