-Do You know why I work? 
-Because You need money?
-No, not at all. 

I work in order not to think. Not to let myself to think of all the possible ways someone could make me disappointed. Now it is 0:05 and I have been working for more than 10 hours already. I am working because I am sad. There I can run. I feel needed, I feel that someone is going to miss me if I am not going to do the work that I have to do. What's more... It is easier than... Than... Anything else.

If I am not working I am thinking. A lot. About the things. And about the people. I am thinking a lot and it scares me. It scares me to think of all these things. I'd rather just work. Keep myself busy.

It is better like that.