So here I am at last on holiday, great!! I'm a lucky guy, lying down next to the swimming pool and thinking to myself a whole year waiting for this moment and here I am, and now what? it's a strange feeling when you have so much time on your hands, I feel that I've just been released from prison after doing 20 years, but how stupid, I should just feel happy no? what are vacations for anyway, if not to be or feel happy? god damn I've still got my watch on and I can't stop looking at the time, I must just relax and forget I'm not at work, it's not easy, routines aren't so easy to change, I think I'll have a beer, just to relax, I can't believe it, the bar is closed, well i think I saw one of those machines that sell drinks at the entrance, this must be a mistake 3 euros just for a small can of beer, that's robbery!! now if I want a beer ill have to get the car and try to find the closest supermarket and with this terrible heat, it doesn't matter, ill go without and just take a bath, wow that feels good, but whats that floating on the water? a cockroach!! but what next? maybe a corpse or a dead cat, yeah!! that would make my day complete.
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