Cooler's Complaint

"I am a failure. I hardly ever notice whether the sun is shining or not, because I have no time.

"My parents couldn't support me, and I wasn't highly educated. Alone in the city, I searched for a future.

"I looked for many jobs, but none would hire me. Perhaps no one liked someone who wasn't good at talking, didn't enjoy socializing, and hadn't shown enough ability.

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"For three whole days, I ate only two loaves of bread. Hunger kept me awake at night. Fortunately, I had paid a month's rent in advance, so I could keep living in that dark basement instead of going outside to endure the abnormally frigid winter winds.

"Finally, I found a job: working night watch at a hospital, guarding the morgue.

"The hospital was even colder at night than I had imagined. The corridor lamps were unlit, and everything was dim. I could only rely on the faint light leaking from the rooms to see where I was stepping.

"The place smelled awful. Every so often, a dead person would be delivered stuffed inside a body bag, and we would help carry them into the morgue.

"It wasn't a good job, but at least it let me afford bread. I could also use the free time at night to study. After all, no one wanted to come to the morgue unless a corpse needed to be delivered or taken away for cremation. Of course, I still didn't have enough money to buy books, and for now, I saw no hope of saving any.

"I had