*Yawn*

"So bright..." I groggily muttered, looking around the blurred room I slowly sat up feeling yesterday's stress aching through my body, and if not for what had happen during the day, last night definitely would have caused this aching.

(Flash Back Time!)

"Oh come on!"

My anguish that I thought ended had instead taken form in front of me; several rather large boxes had been left out on the side of the street, even several filing cabinets had been left out for me in front of the door of my home/office.

"Why...why..." Was all I said while making my way to the pile of boxes and looked wondering why everything kept going like this for me.

"I just can't leave these outside." I scratched my head knowing full well what I had to do. I began to make my way to the closest box and proceeds to pick it up, it's weight was not to bad; rather it just felt like paper was all that was packed into this box.

I had brought this and several other boxes, most of which were heavier then the first, inside the office floor all placed rather poorly to the side, all this had left out of breath but looking out the door I knew that this was the easy part.

The filing cabinets were sitting there taunting me, all five of them has been left outside waiting for me to put them in their place...

(End of Flashback!)

I reach out to my little end table that was conveniently placed next to my bed and took my glasses in hand, placing them comfortably on my nose. The bedroom that I had woke in had little to no decorations with only a dresser filled with my personal clothing being the only piece of furniture, save for my bed and end table, placed in my room.

Standing up I looked down to see the mahogany wood floorboards creak under my light weight, I also saw that I was still in my dress pants along with the rest of my clothing from yesterday. I knew that I had to change out of these dirty clothes for the day ahead of me, and just for the sake of decency. From just smelling them I could tell that they still reeked with sweat all because I didn't have a chance to take a shower like I had told myself last night.

"I'm so happy that I'm off today." I happily cheered myself up knowing that I had been truthful of what I had just said seeing that yesterday had been Friday.

So after a quick wash and small breakfast of rather plain oatmeal I was ready for the day.

Walking down the stairs I looked at what I wore, and was happy with what I had on; baggy brown summer shorts had left me feeling happily ventilated, the weight of a small cellular phone I felt in my pockets; my clean olive green shirt which was fitted to me comfortably with its crying red apple design placed on the center of the shirt; and my well worn black sneakers were fit nice and snug to my feet, these shoes I had for a rather long while which was evident from the visible damage that anyone could see, small patches of off coloured fabric covering several holes.

Walking down the stairs into the soon to be office floor I looked over to the door which was to my right, sun rays were shining through the windows leaving the room bright, but looking to my left I began to feel upset.

It was the pile of office supplies along with the filing cabinets from last night, I began to walk to the door with daggers being focused on them with my glare.

After quickly walking through the door I looked down both sides of the street, people had been walking around enjoying the warm rays bathing the city, I even enjoyed it feeling a nice breeze breathing cool winds through the area.

I started my first joyous day off by walking to my left which had led to a cross section with both my street and Main Street, which was the road that I began to take. Strolling down I began to take in the surround buildings which were mainly apartment buildings and small houses. Looking around I saw that they were all well kept, with people leaving them to do whatever they had planned to do for the day, some even waved happily at me which left me quickly waving back with a smile unknowingly forming on my face.

"This isn't half bad, I'm actually enjoying myself today." I cheerfully proclaimed to myself feeling happy with today, this had been a complete turnaround from yesterday.

I had kept on my way until I had reach a small park which was rather quaint. I had passed this park several times yesterday but I didn't have the time to actually admire it. Feeling the need to finally take in the views I strolled my way through the park, walking down one of the paths that had been built for this very reason.

I had kept on walking admiring the scenery, the trees that had been placed around perfectly with people even sitting under them hidden under the shadow of its leaves; some of who even fell asleep.

With the sun beating down gentle rays of heat and the perfect breeze breathing in cool winds I felt the easing of my muscles, feeling this I quickly found a park bench and strolled my way to it and began to relax and simply breathe.

Birds were chirping energetically with their chirps being music to my ears, with nothing but soft noises resonating across the city and a steady echoing sound that was slowly growing louder.

"What is that?" Curiosity was slowly dragging me from my lovely afternoon, a subtle chanting noise was slowly making its way from the city to the park, but after a short time listening I finally realized what the sound was.

"Mayor Dewey! Mayor Dewey!" From around the corner a small propaganda van rolled in with its egg white body covered in writing, with both Mayor Dewey and re-elect being coloured red and blue, yet the most prominent feature of the van was the large replica head placed on top.

"This seems interesting." Was all I could say, with me becoming slightly startled when I had received a response.

"Don't be, this happens all the time." Turning around I saw a pale looking teenager with white hair standing behind me, he wore a faded blue sweater and orange phat shorts; which had given me a strange rush of memories of my own teenage years, but that was quickly subsided when I noticed what he held in his hand.

"Hey, I'm holding a rave tonight and I'm busting out as many invites as I can, if your interested spread the word." Before I could ask what or even where this was happening he handed me the flier that he held and began to go on his way.

I tried to call out to ask him questions that were still in my mind but they stopped before I could say anything, stuck in my throat out of fear, I didn't know him or anyone else in this city, at least not personally.

Sitting there not sure what to do, all I could do was look down at the flier that I held in my hand...and place it on the bench that I sat on and leave it as I began to walk away continuing my day.