Reality check

Sitting in his soft executive leather chair, the guy sips his coffee, It’s the Altarica blend. He takes a bite into the glazed donut in his hand. The room temperature is regulated by amodern air-conditioning system with its fancy schmancy fuzzy logic technology. He peers through his window onto the dirty streets below where the beggars creep around trying to balance between their income and shelter from the cold. He closes his eyes and presses his lips and mumbles “I feel your pain.” He then turns around to attend to his coffee break. In the background soft music plays.

Oh think twice, it’s another day for
You and me in paradise ...