There’s a clock at the back of the room, directly behind my head. I can’t see it, but I can hear it. That infernal ticking, the humdrum sound of time passing for no reason, for no ultimate effect on the world as a whole. Tick, tick, tick. I can count every single passing second, feel every single moment flow through my fingertips like so much water, but I sit there. I sit there and I let the time pass.
September 15 - Tedium
September 15 - Tedium
September 15 - Tedium
There’s a clock at the back of the room, directly behind my head. I can’t see it, but I can hear it. That infernal ticking, the humdrum sound of time passing for no reason, for no ultimate effect on the world as a whole. Tick, tick, tick. I can count every single passing second, feel every single moment flow through my fingertips like so much water, but I sit there. I sit there and I let the time pass.