5:00 AM - the alarm clock rings.

I get up discouraged because my job is unfortunately an unpleasant duty that I have to do. The fact that I won't be able to test my new abilities for the next few hours doesn't help either. Although I could try it, it doesn't seem to be a good idea because in a carpentry shop, reflection can lead to limb amputation, which I would prefer to avoid.

After the morning preparations are over, I get in my car and go to work. All the way through, I reflect on my newly discovered abilities, it feels amazing, I can sense the oncoming cars before they come into my actual sight. I feel like I could ride with my eyes closed, but my common sense is holding me back. I don't have to meditate anymore to see my surroundings, but rather this state comes to me as soon as I reach deep into my mind for force. This only prompts me to ask myself, "What other skills do I have?"

My carpentry shop is a small hangar on the outskirts of the city, divided into smaller halls and a warehouse.

After reaching the place of work, I change my clothes and go to the main hall to see what according to the schedule I have to do today, I go to the board and see that today I am dealing with the creation of the roof structure, which does not fill me with optimism because the wood that will be used for this structure must be dense and at the same time heavy. I always call someone to help me for such work, because I have to transfer the seasoned wood for processing to the hall, but this time I decide to do it myself because I feel some new strength and, to be honest, I want to check it.

After marking the appropriate square timber with a pencil, I start trying to move them - which surprisingly I succeed. So I pick up a few meters long square timber and go with it to the halls without any signs of fatigue. It's amazing! - I say under my breath. I bring the remaining square timber to the hall and start processing it.

After a few pleasant hours of working with heightened senses, it's time for a 30-minute break. By the way, I did my job so quickly that I finished what was planned for today, all in 4 hours! Manager Joseph asked me several times to be dismissed for fear of my health, but I did not feel that my pace was lethal, which only encouraged me to continue my work faster, if this goes on, the boss will definitely grant me the promised raise, I will have to talk to him soon.

We spend the break in a cozy canteen together with four employees who are named in turn: Matthew, Eugene, manager Joseph and my friend William. I rarely enter into discussions with them during the break because their conversations most often revolve around local politics, which I am not interested in, and so I spend most of the break time browsing the Internet until I hear what the manager said.

"He has a terribly ugly face, he really should think about some plastic surgery" thought manager Joseph.

Upset and surprised by his boldness, I immediately reply, "Hey! I don't need any plastic surgery, I'm not that ugly at all! "

Suddenly, every employee present is looking at me in surprise.

"Dude, nobody said anything, what's going on?" William said.

"Impossible! I heard what Joseph said about me " I replied, sincerely surprised.

"I didn't say anything like that, but I thought of something similar. You couldn't have known that, "said Joseph, very surprised.

I look at him in shock and then I leave the facility, going to the bench where Eugene often sits and smokes, thinking about the whole event. Impossible! I couldn't read his mind rationalizing. I have to check it out.

With the desire to check this option, I go back to the cafeteria and hear Matthew, "Nice joke. It's obvious that they colluded, you can't read minds after all. "

"Joseph, think about any number in the range 0-2000" I added, wanting to check if I can read minds.

"I'll try to surprise him, 2520," thought Joseph

"Nice try, liar, you thought 2520," I replied confidently, literally hearing his thoughts as if he were talking to me. The surprise was so emanating from him that I didn't need the force to sense them.

"Okay, stop these jokes, the break is over - let's go back to work gentlemen," replied Matthew, tired of our "jokes".

Everyone except me, the manager and William went out to the hall. After a while, William says, "Good joke man! Thanks for making him feel better! "Although it wasn't a joke, I was happy to be able to improve his mood during his mourning.

After which we went back to work, and by the end of the day I was the topic of the number one conversation in the workplace, the next 4 hours of work passed quite quickly, catching up with the schedule by about 2 days, doing smaller finishing works.

3:00 PM - I returned home believing I could do anything. I have a long weekend ahead of me! I thought.

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