The rush, the need for me to complete my job at hand, time was not on my side, I was cramming as much as I could do at a moment. 0900, I stared at the clock in an un-fashioned manner. I put in my effort, focus and everything that I got into it, 1000, one hour was up. What? IContinue reading “Getting Slower”
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Slow, Cruel.
A knife was in me, the cold metallic sharpness was right next to my heart, just above the pulmonary veins. I was catching my breath, laying prostrate, looking into the ceiling would not work, I had to do something. My leg did some dragging, aimlessly. My head was unable to veer itself upwards to scanContinue reading “Slow, Cruel.”