Friday, October 12, 2012

100 Words a Day 68

The speaker was droning on, endlessly. John couldn’t even remember what he was talking about. The meeting had started hours ago and showed no signs of ending. The lights were dim so it was easier to see the image being projected on the whiteboard, but they also made John drowsy.

A quick glance around showed several other people with droopy eyes.

That wasn’t the worst of it. It was hot too. He was just on the verge of sweating and falling asleep. A check of his watch told him that less than a minute had passed since the last check.

1 comment:

  1. John usually never fell asleep during anything. Something about today made it difficult though. He looked over at Pamina, the girl to his left, and saw her head rested lightly against the back of her chair, eyes closed in what seemed to be a perfect state of peace. Her breathing had a soft rhythm, and her state of oblivion made her somewhat vulnerable.

    He looked at her, at that moment, and immediately realized what he was lacking in his life.