The neon light of the supermarket drained the warmth out of everything, like bleach tablets in water, coated the room with blank coldness. I place a new paper roll in the cash register, waiting for customers. That’s the worst part. Waiting. As time goes one, thefts and aggression become somewhat alluring if only to disturb the steely routine. I remember the day when my mortarboard sliced the air. I was filled with a bliss that knew no borders. My life was going to be great. And it was, for a whi