Friday, January 29, 2016

100 Words a Day 778

The regular ticking of the clock resounded in my ear, echoing slowly through the canal. Whether or not time had actually slowed down or if it just felt like it, I couldn’t tell. I sat in my chair and tried to stare at the papers in front of me. They were blank, but at least I when I was looking down, I couldn’t see the clock. I fidgeted in my chair, which I could never get to a height that was comfortable, and wished again that I could swap the warm socks and shoes I wore for some comfortable sandals.

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