Today Morning when I started walking to office, I started thinking… and I realized I don’t want to be the last person to leave the house. Is that the reason, I try to get up before my roomies and get ready and leave?
This thought kind of freaked me out… Why would I think like that? What’s the big deal if I leave last? I have no idea… But all I remember is I have always been like this. I am always in a hurry when I have to leave and if it so happens that I am the last person to leave, I just lose interest and take my own sweet time and more and leave really late.
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