Greed
A white wall. No. A white, faded, damaged, mouldy white wall. That’s how I describe myself. 30 years old, just barely getting by? Underpaid office worker a multimillion dollar company, and to top it off, single, very, very, very single. The only thing exciting in my life at the moment has to be this little black book I found in the park as I was walking home from work this afternoon. Although exciting would be an exaggeration. Nothing is even written in here apart from a question on the left hand side.
