Mischievous Eyes

An overly hurried Thursday shows how dawn announces the arrival of the morning with dazzling sun through the glass walls. I forgot to close the curtains, now the clarity shakes my delicate vision, until I manage to get used to the torture, after a while it is far from being so.

I get ready, without wasting time, I must be punctual at the mansion. From there, I will leave with my tyrant boss to the "attic." I must admit that I am nervous about the idea, the change has manifested