My Last Day Of Sanity

He awakes for another day.The weight that has always been there seems extra today.
The nightmares last night.The dark images.The things he was doing....but he must think of that later...he must go to work.He must repeat the same routine.Keep in line.
He leaves the house ,and gets in his car.He drives for a bit ,and then enters the freeway.All to soon he hits a traffic jam.There is construction.
He waits ,and he waits....RUN THEM DOWN....Who said that?...No
After awhile he gets though it all ,and makes it to the office.His boss is waiting...he doesn't look happy...he scolds him for being late.doesn't care about his explanation...threatens him with the loss of his Job if it happens again....YOU SHOULD KILL HIM!....What?...no.
He heads to his tiny cubecale.The place he's been for 8 years.He looks around at his coworkers...THERE LAUGHING AT YOU ALL OF THEM...they are?
He sits down to take call after call from some very nasty people unhappy with what they buy.They swear , they curse him ,and all he can do is sit there...FUCK THIS PLACE WE SHOULD BURN IT DOWN SO MUCH FLAMABLE STUFF IN THE BREAKROOM!....No he says this time out loud.The people around look at him then return to what they are doing.
He gets though it just like he always does ,and makes his way home.He then finds a note on his door.It tells him he has 60 days to find another place.The voices begin to speak to him at light speed ,and at full force.All the things he should have done with his life ,and all the things he should do now.There's only one way to quiet them.He goes into a desk ,and takes out a gun.He then puts it to his head ,and pull the trigger.