short story // the inner dialogue
It was a particularly shitty day for her. She was feeling trapped for a while now and she was at the same time doing everything she could to escape the situation and on the other hand almost enjoying this. When you realise you are trapped, this also means there is a way out of it and that also means you can stagnate before opening next door. Well, she was like a fog that day. Started her day later than she should and slowly, with only a tiny bit of guilt, went to that place which caused all of that. She didn't event tried to put a smile on and pretend its fine, "Nope, not today," she was telling herself. She said hi to people, turned on her computer, carefully putted on her headphones, plugged them in and searched for the playlist that would fit her mood. "Hmmm, let's search for Fuck my life and get me out of here kind of playlist." "Ahh, here it is, should we go with Life sucks or with Move on & don't look back ?" &q