A pile of papers was literally towered within Larse table as he was trying to alleviate his anxiety with his work. It was one of the things that had managed to keep his mind at peace, even with all the problems and trouble that were surrounding him.
Sinking himself in an abyss of loads of work seemed to somehow keep his mind preoccupied from all the things that were happening around him, he needed it, he wanted it, to make sure that he would not lose his mind. As each time goes by he felt and knows that he was starting to lose himself bit by bit.
His hands were quick, precise, and relentless as his eyes and pen were almost synchronize while reading and signing the documents that he had piled up. His deep concentration and work were only disturbed and hindered when the light on his interc
