On Friday morning, my last socks were broken. “No,” I thought, and put on a shirt and socks. After an hour and a half drive before working on three modes of transport, I fell out of the bus and began to overcome the last hundreds of meters on foot. I went and thought - what my life has become dull, boring! I get up early to come to work, after work I go to school in the evening, then I go home for a long time, on weekends I get off sleep, there is no personal life, and there is no life at all! I think it would be great if something happened! Here is Happiness! At least something! At that moment, I broke a rubber on my trousers.