07 September 2009, Its another blue monday. Well, mondays are always blue, its the start of another gruelling work week and all. This time, just a bit strange. I see him, the white latino on his table wearing his green fatigue uniform that speaks of his military profession. How I wish to say that my lips are sealed or that my hands are tied, and yet my fingers continue on the keyboard... just like the song.. Oooops I did it!
Yesterday, was a sunday, another overtime day to catch up on work that keeps on piling on my table. From a security guard to a national guard? Oh wow.. oh my ...
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