Relief...

Everyone is rushing, even the luch is just an attachment to the day... I swipe my card that open all the doors that my status allows. Enter a place where anyone notice my presence not even talk about it. The white that I wear contrast with all the bright colours with which I stain my cells. And I wonder what is inside in every silent brain that I see walking on the corridor, what is wrong with the plasticity of their sinapses that keep them away from laughing. I look at the fume cupboard..ohh there you go...a brain that can tell more than those ones wondering around...it cant move but at least is not that boring... Talking about boring..ohh it's 5 o'clock...let's go to college green and do some photosynthesis!!