if I pretend that nothing ever went wrong

I can get to my sleep. its a slow painful process that inevitably brings the next day upon waking up. I'm wasting everyday. an institution has failed to reply my email. it's such a disappointment coming from such a well known institute. still does not deter me. stayed at home all day, practically doing nothing besides earning myself a pure headache somewhere in the late afternoon. tomorrow I'll be back at work, a chore I hope will end by the end of next week.

'no hope no love no glory, no happy ending'