Yea - sort of. Sometimes I imagine everything, the whole day passing by. Minutes turn into quarters and then those grow into hours. I then wonder whether anyone would notice if I got up, or if it would make any difference.
And I might get a tingly feeling in my throat, my eyes would get watery - maybe I'd shed a tear or two. Would get sick to my stomach thinking about going out or having to get up and face the world and the 9-5 minions, with their painted faces. Am I the hypocrite or is it them?