Sometimes I think I was much a better man before all of this.
I'm more like a machine. A unit, a piece of puzzle, just a number.
Sometimes I am a different number, I am my passport number, I am my banking account number, my ID card number, I'm my phone number.
I carry on a serial number.
Society of workers, unit by unit, proud to work, proud to make the bones go sore, proud to sweat to make bread for others in exchange of some numbers called money.
My status is full time employee, the status of full time working, full time responding to calls.
I don't care, I don't care of those.
I mean, you have to work, this is how the system works and probably will for years to come.
The idea of being a better man has been lost, it has been lost for a long time, I'm not working anymore, it's just being "busy" all the time.
The life has gone forward, I'm not sure that I'm left behind or keeping going with same speed that everything seems stale!
Alireza Savand • 2019 Oct 07