The city at night flashed through the taxi window, and I looked at the glare of the billboards through my own reflection in the glass. We were approaching the hotel, where another stop was waiting for me in an endless stream of business trips. Sometimes it seems to me that I have forgotten what my apartment looks like due to the huge number of trips and the constantly changing flickers of new cities. Sometimes I think about whether a career is worth all these efforts and sacrifices, but usually my thoughts do not go further than asking the question, since there were always cases that distracted me from thinking. This time it was the slight grinding of the car’s brakes that informed me that I had arrived at my destination today.
I got out of the car and the warm June air gently enveloped me, gently tousling my loose hair. While the driver was taking my suitcase out of the trunk, I had time to think about how much I adore such warm summer evenings, which always make me want to spontaneously run away from everything and be at the end of the world. But today I cannot run away, the clock is “23:20”, and tomorrow I have to hold another important meeting. My suitcase was already in the hands of the concierge and he opened the front doors for me with a smile.