She works as nanny during the day
as call center agent at night
weekends are fully booked for
some other part time jobs
her body aches, her eyes need sleep
but for one thing, and this she likes best
her deep seated depression is gone.
she is like Christ crucified. This time
she saves, not the whole world but
herself, from the hell of boredom.
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