Inside The Machine

The sound of traffic comes in via the open bedroom window. Getting up out of bed, I ignore the sound of children yelling in the street, as well as the barking dog. Before the echoes have died away between the buildings, I have made my way into the bathroom.

Staring blearily at my face in the mirror, I start my morning routine. Wash face. Shave. Get dressed. Breakfast.

While eating my breakfast I can hear one of the neighbours yelling loudly before a door is slammed close and fast footsteps are heard echoing in the staircase. Returning my attention to the headlines of this morning’s newspaper, I see more updates, more things that change and yet stay the same.

Brush teeth. Freshen up. Ready for work. Make my way downstairs. Catch a bus. Arrive at work. Check in. Find desk. Perform expected duties. Lunch. More work. Check out. Catch a bus. Arrive home. Make way upstairs. Unlock apartment door. Freshen up. Prepare dinner.

While eating dinner, I watch the evening news on the television. More updates. More things that change and yet stay the same.

Brush teeth. Undress. Get into bed. Sleep.

 

The sound of traffic comes in via the open bedroom window. Getting up out of bed, I ignore the sound of children yelling in the street, as well as the barking dog. Before the echoes have died away between the buildings, I have made my way into the bathroom.

Staring blearily at my face in the mirror, I start my morning routine. Wash face. Shave. Get dressed. Breakfast.

While eating my breakfast I hear loud arguing between one of the neighbours before a door is slammed close and fast footsteps are heard echoing in the staircase. Returning my attention to the headlines of this morning’s newspaper, I see more updates, more things that change and yet stay the same.

Brush teeth. Freshen up. Ready for work. Make my way downstairs. Catch a bus. Arrive at work. Check in. Find desk. Perform expected duties. Lunch. More work. Check out. Catch a bus. Arrive home. Make way upstairs. Unlock apartment door. Freshen up. Prepare dinner.

While eating dinner, I watch the evening news on the television. More updates. More things that change and yet stay the same.

Brush teeth. Undress. Get into bed. Sleep.

 

The sound of traffic comes in via the open bedroom window. Getting up out of bed, I ignore the sound of children yelling in the street, as well as the barking dog. Before the echoes have died away between the buildings, I have made my way into the bathroom.

Staring blearily at my face in the mirror, I start my morning routine. Wash face. Shave. Get dressed. Breakfast.

While eating my breakfast I enjoy the peace and quiet, with only a single bird chirping outside the open kitchen window. Staring out of the window at the grayness outside I forget to read today’s newspaper.

Brush teeth. Freshen up. Ready for work. Make my way downstairs. Catch a bus. Arrive at work. Check in. Find desk. Perform expected duties. Lunch. More work. Check out. Catch a bus. Arrive home. Unlock apartment door. Freshen up. Prepare dinner.

While eating dinner, I watch the evening news on the television. More updates. More things that change and yet stay the same.

Brush teeth. Undress. Get into bed. Sleep.

 

The sound of traffic comes in via the open bedroom window. Getting up out of bed, I ignore the dog barking in the street. Before the echoes have died away between the buildings, I have made my way into the bathroom.

Staring blearily at my face in the mirror, I start my morning routine. Wash face. Shave. Get dressed. Breakfast.

While eating my breakfast I hear a big truck reversing outside, followed by many footsteps in the staircase and the sound of heavy objects being moved around. Returning my attention to the headlines of this morning’s newspaper, I see more updates, more things that change and yet stay the same.

Brush teeth. Freshen up. Ready for work. Make my way downstairs. Notice the empty apartment next to mine. Notice the full trash bags lining the street in front of the building. Catch a bus. Arrive at work. Check in. Find desk. Perform expected duties. Lunch. More work. Check out. Catch a bus. Arrive home. Make way upstairs. Unlock apartment door. Freshen up. Prepare dinner.

While eating dinner, I watch the evening news on the television. More updates. More things that change and yet stay the same.

Brush teeth. Undress. Get into bed. Sleep.

 

The sound of traffic comes in via the open bedroom window. Getting up out of bed, I ignore the sound of children yelling in the street, as well as the barking dog. Before the echoes have died away between the buildings, I have made my way into the bathroom.

Staring blearily at my face in the mirror, I start my morning routine. Wash face. Shave. Get dressed. Breakfast.

While eating my breakfast, a bird lands on the sill of the open kitchen window. The bird briefly looks at me, before flying away again, into the grayness outside. Looking after the bird, I forget to read today’s newspaper.

Brush teeth. Freshen up. Ready for work. Make my way downstairs.

As my feet hit the pavement of the sidewalk in front of the building, I feel the irresistible urge to look up. Up, at the sky.

As my eyes perceive the dull, flat grayness above, the illusion shatters, and I’m free.