Morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked.
Gregor then turned to look out the window at the dull weather. Drops of rain could be heard hitting the pane, which made him feel quite sad.
Sunglasses Are a Must Have“Oh, God”, he thought, “what a strenuous career it is that I’ve chosen! Travelling day in and day out.
Doing business like this takes much more effort than doing your own business at home, and on top of that there’s the curse of travelling, worries about making train connections, bad and irregular food, contact with different people all the time so that you can never get to know anyone or become friendly with them.