Waking up late was a sign, it seems
There are, indeed, days that should not ever come to pass. In such a days, we should break the alarm clock that insists on waking us up early in the morning and stay in bed, safe, not daring to go out and face a day. First I woke up late for work. The I couldn't buy my regular breakfast, and had to go for a sandwish made on the crappiest bread ever. Then I leave for lunch and the sun vanishes and it starts to rain - and I had still a long way to walk. Then I get back to the office and learn that one of my favourite places in this city burned down last night. All of a sudden I'm not really sure if I want to see how this day will end.