the office

can also be a story about a worker a long time ago.

he was managing one of the gigantic drills, standing early morning or late night I don't remember, about here having this point of view. anyway it was pitch black. he could just barely see the line of carriers slowly coming up the mountain, like coffins he imagined. after a break when he was to start the drill again something went wrong and he got a spray of machine oil in his eyes. the moment is when he does not know if he will go blind or not. he can only hear the carriers, and his eyes are hurting like they were on fire. this moment is without place or time an eternety and he is completely isolated.

this was in the early days of the mining industry. this was not my grandfather. this is.