The music is playing softly in the background as I try to squeeze some words out of my head. The air is cool in the building, and now there's thunder, signaling that it would probably rain, soon. With such great weather as a reason to stay in, one can easily sleep soundly, it would've been the perfect timing to do so.
I would've done that; it could've been me on that bed, wandering in my dreams and sleeping soundly, oblivious to my surroundings but instead, here I am typing my away until it is time to leave. Not that I'm complaining really, but I suppose I am.
Count. Count. Count.
Twelve minutes left until the timer goes out. Twelve minutes to waste writing absolute rubbish that might sound as something posh or fancy. The clock is ticking, my fingers are cold and I am getting sleepier by the minute.
Aah, I fail.
I would've done that; it could've been me on that bed, wandering in my dreams and sleeping soundly, oblivious to my surroundings but instead, here I am typing my away until it is time to leave. Not that I'm complaining really, but I suppose I am.
Count. Count. Count.
Twelve minutes left until the timer goes out. Twelve minutes to waste writing absolute rubbish that might sound as something posh or fancy. The clock is ticking, my fingers are cold and I am getting sleepier by the minute.
Aah, I fail.
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