Imagine a meadow. Except for a few splashes of trees here and there and too far in between, the meadow is devoid of any other structure or cover. Now imagine all of living humanity standing in this meadow. The sky is overcast, with gray clouds everywhere. A cold, icy rain falls regularly – a drizzle in some areas, a torrent in others – on these people here. On rare occasions, the sun is victorious, breaking through the cloud cover and providing a brief respite. However, the dark, menacing clouds are closing in very quickly and blocking out the sunlight, too soon to resume their assault on the poor people below. Some of them stand under the trees, enjoying a little protection from the incessant rain, but the majority of them are left out in the open, with only the merciless clouds and sky above. above them. That's life. . The freezing rain represents the troubles, trials and tribulations one endures throughout one's life, while the brief rays of sunshine are the joys and happiness one obtains, although rarely. Karl, like all the others, also stood in this meadow, metamorphically. He had actually barely managed to find a place under a tree (that's when he got a job with this company and moved here), but he was soon pushed back into the meadow without no cover on his head (when he invested in the villa land in the project). Yet now that he had given up his plot and cut his losses, he felt as if slowly but surely he was coming back under the tree. Last night, Julian, Carol and himself had celebrated the plot's surrender. , over a drink at the Caesar Palace club and dinner afterwards. Even though it was Karl... middle of paper ...... was taking out the newspapers, while I submitted your proposal to the relevant banking authorities, and we take it from there. » Karl simply said: “Thank you. »The director smiled again and Karl got up to leave. As he shook hands with the director who was still smiling, Karl, worried, felt that his smile this time was completely fake. As he walked towards the office from the bank, he thought, "Thank God the 19th is only six days away." In six days, I will be away from all this tension. Already feeling a little better with this line of thought, he turned on the car radio and tuned into his favorite channel "Classic Hits", where the late Freddy Mercury of Queen had just started belting out his famous "I Want To Break". Free song. As he drove around listening to this number, Karl couldn't help but compare how true the lyrics were to him and this country..