Life, Once Again!

One exaggeration. If I'm not mistaken, it was clearly written on the badge. I couldn't confirm his face, but I was confident that the man who had fallen down was me.

No way, the floor shakes its head. I've never been chief in my entire life. At the time of his employment, he was a representative. He also filed an internal complaint against the employee who came into the Chairman's office and quit his career shortly after. I have never been in a company that has been promoted to chief. He worked as a road manager, became obsessed with small businesses, spent his salary years, quit his company in half, and then wrote a bus driver. He had never been chief of a logistics company in his career.

Then who was the man you just saw?

To think of it as a dream, the meaning of this situation was not light. Me standing in the middle of the road and people staring at me from both sides. One is looking away, and the other is screaming for a quick return. Which one does it mean?

Despite the deception of my dreams, I was short of breath. What state I'm in now. Maybe he's moaning in a cold sweat.

The floor slaps the cheek as hard as it can. Hard enough to be weird when his jaw is out and his teeth are broken. But just before the palm touched my cheek, someone grabbed my hand tightly. The wicked hand belonged to a man. The floor glances sideways with its eyes closed.

There is a foul stench. Reflexively, I raised my hand to block my nose.

“Hey, man, this is my spot. Why are you here? Why are you rambling? Get out of the way!"

The man who was in the middle of the road had his hair frizzy and his face turned dull for several days. I was wearing a thick parka, and the whole place burst out of a cotton ball. The shoes were dark grey, without even guessing what color they were.

“Seats, what's that? ”

It was the moment I was about to rip off a man's arm. I felt a mild dizziness and closed my eyes. When I opened my eyes again, it was in a dark station. He stood among the great historical figures of Seoul Station.

“Where is this idiot looking at you? Hey, don't act crazy. Get out of the way. ”

The man pushes hard. The floor was unable to resist its power. The landscape changed so quickly, and people. What is this dream about?

I turned my head to look at the man. He sat on the bench next to the pillar, placing newspapers and boxes with a familiar gesture on his hand. Take out a bottle of soju and plastic cups in a parka on Juju Island.

“Hey, you. Bring the noodles. ”

A man called Seed walked from that end. He is also a mess. The two people sitting opposite each other started drinking alcohol using a bag of noodles. We had a conversation, but most of it said we would be able to get out of here soon.

The floor looks down at its body. He wears a rattan suit with worn elbows. A watch made of ragged leather straps. I think it will crumble if I pull a little harder. Seeing the deep wrinkles on his nostrils, his shoes look old, too.

This is something else, and the floor is groping its face with its hands. The cheek that loses its elasticity is touched first. The eyes were firmly closed and a thick line was drawn on the forehead to measure time.

Suddenly, I became heavier. I feel hungry and a slight tingling of my knees. The floor stumbles along the bathroom sign in front of you. I met Mrs. Cleaning, but I kicked my tongue as if I saw something terrible. I looked at her back and hurriedly stood in front of the mirror. I can see the clothes, and I can see the blue tie that doesn't match the red tie. But I didn't see what I needed to see.

I can't see his face. His face, reflected in the mirror, does not appear to be concealed by cloudy fog. Feeling can tell the approximate shape, but it is frustrating because it cannot be confirmed with the eyes. You lift the faucet, but the water doesn't come out. When I came out feeling thirsty as if I was burning, I saw two men who were making a masterpiece. Suddenly, history was full of people. Everyone is lying on the wall or lying on the floor with their eyes untouchable. Among them was a man dressed as himself. The number exceeds ten.

You will know why they are gathered here, if not foolish. The floor rests on the wall with its hands. What is this dream about?

Suddenly, my strength ran out from my whole body. I felt a terrible loss.

“Look at me. I'm going down on a cold day. Hey! If you don't want to go back to your mouth, wear something. And if you do, you better tell your family you're fired. It's like pretending to be at home and looking for work. That's bullshit. ”

The man who was drinking yelled at the whale. Are you talking to me? The floor felt deaf. The sound grows further and further away.

“Uh, uh. What's wrong with him? Hey, hey, hey! ”

“Crazy, I'm trying to die here. If we die here, the station workers will block the entrance again! Fuck, go out there and die if you want to. Or jump in the Han River! ”

The runners shake violently. The floor felt like it was standing on a gale boat. I can't stay inside out. It was time to die like this.

The closed eyes opened wide. I took a deep breath instinctively. A little while ago, the disgusting smell that filled the surroundings disappeared. Instead of smelling and smelling, it was a unique scent of disinfectant. The floor looks up at the white ceiling and stands up. It was a quiet room. There was no one around. But it wasn't a single room. There are four beds, and there are no people. News is coming out of the big TV on the wall. It is said that the electroretina has succeeded in implantation. If you have peripherals, you will be able to connect to the network.

I blink and look around, and the floor realizes that he is wide open and breathing very hard. My breath is out of my mouth. I wanted to take a deep breath to inflate my lungs, but somehow it was difficult to do even that simple action.

I cut my forehead with the back of my hand. Nothing was buried. I thought there would be a lot of cold sweat, but what I felt through the back of my hand was the dry texture of the bark. I raised my hand and slowly touched my face. I could understand what the word 'Figol' meant just by touching it once. Dodge moved his finger along the shape of the skull. A thin layer of leather covers the bone. When I pressed Cook with my hand, I quickly took off my hands because I was afraid that my skin would tear without cause. I recognize it as a dream, but my body is horrified by a terrifying realistic sensation.

Heh, heh, he breathed a dry breath. Isn't this a common room? I think I'm in pretty bad shape. Why aren't they treating me?

Then a man opened the door of the room and came in. A thin man smiles and goes to the other bed. A strange man opened his mouth, as though he had seen it somewhere.

“I'm going home now. Forty-seven, I lived so hard, and finally I was able to relax at home. ”

“What do you mean, going home? ”

It naturally came out. The man across the street smiles.

“What the hell, hospice. Do you still like this country? A nurse and a doctor will come to your house for $100 a month. My family is relieved. The truth is, there's no one at home who's gonna feel safe. ”

“Late-stage cancer? ”

“What's wrong with this guy? Yeah, I used to talk a lot of nonsense. ”

The man sitting across from you murmurs, but he doesn't come into your ears. Late-stage cancer. This word has a hard shape that plugs the earholes. Then I noticed my shiny arms and legs. This is a body that cannot live by death, or even eat death.

This is a dream. This is a dream. Nausea rises. What can I do to get out of this nightmare? I saw a window in the snow of the rolling floor. I got up and walked to the window.

“Get some air? Good. There's nothing like a spring breeze. Let's just get whatever we want for the last spring. ”

Immediately after that, there was a sound of breaking stuff. The floor slowly looks back. A lovingly smiling man at the end of his life, grabbing the tablecloth with both hands, dropping it on the corner of the bed.

“Don't tickle, don't tick. Stay still, damn it. Shit. We're not even 50 yet. I didn't even see my son's wedding. But why, but why... ”

It was devastating. I couldn't bear to watch the floor.

If there is a sweet hell, it is here.

I opened the window wide. Looks to be four stories up. Height that could kill you if you fall on your head. The floor leans against the window without hesitation. The wind is blowing and the patient's clothes are pouring.

“Yi, this guy! What are you doing!”

“To wake up. To wake up from this horrible dream. ”

“Are you out of your mind? You know there's no insurance if you kill yourself! What about the family you were so proud of? What about family?”

A little while ago, a man who cursed the time to leave his life, despising his life, worries about others. How cruel this must be.

“I'm fine. It's a dream."

“My man! It's real! It's real! ”

“No, this is a dream. I'm sorry, but this is a dream. So don't worry. You're not going to die. This never happened. ”

“Ha, a mouthful! No, no, no! ”

I flew outside listening to the sound of a young crier. Now you can wake up from this nightmare. It was time to think about it.

“If you're tired, go in and rest. Living is the hardest part. ”

There are people who support the body to shake. I never knew him. I looked at my forearm reflectively at the word "resident." I had a hunch.

“Prize?”

“This guy can't do this. Just close your eyes for a second. Until then, I'll keep my job. ”

When I stood up holding my sticky head, I saw a picture of a black frame beyond the intense scent. The photograph contained a woman with a clear smile.

The floor laughs carelessly.

“You'd... rather... kill me. ”

It's a picture of her. She looks back at her picture, which is so much more than halfway through, that she laughs in vain. Are you kidding me? Now that you've lived your life again, you want me to pay the price for it? I looked at my calendar in 2010.

I'm tired. I want to stop. The floor slammed its head into the floor. I wanted to get away from this dream that only shows despair. A fucking dream that doesn't end when you die. A horrific maze with no escape route at all. Suddenly, I thought this dream might not end. The chill kicks in. I can't get up because my legs are too weak.

While smiling frowningly among strangers, those dressed in black tell you to shout and cheer up. What is it about me that shows this dream? Who wrote it? I want to tell you that God's will is too harsh.

It was then that the rabbit of courtesy was seen beneath the feet of those coming and going. The rabbit, who was snoring with his pocket watch, stares at this side. Then you run as if you were being followed and look back. The floor stares blankly at the farther rabbit and soon takes a cowardly step.

“Hey, hey, hey! Go away!”

I sprayed my grabbing arm and desperately chased after the rabbit.

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Wow.

I wish the weather was the same today.

It was really cool.

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Six for dinner!

This is the store I told you about.

I think I'll be a regular.

I can't believe you gave me a 4900 won package and chopped soup. Meat is healthy, too.

- Wh...

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Referrals, always appreciated.

Coupon, thank you. I write thanks to you.

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