Friday afternoon and once again the clock is creeping along arthritically. If the time was to pass any slower, it would be this morning again. This morning fair sped by, but I think it hit a wall somewhere around 2.15 and time has effectively stopped since.
I usually quite like Friday afternoons, but today has that Monday feeling solely on account of slow time. It feels like I am suspended in Amber and am just watching the world go by. It’s not very interesting sitting here doing it.
Bored, bored, bored.
I usually quite like Friday afternoons, but today has that Monday feeling solely on account of slow time. It feels like I am suspended in Amber and am just watching the world go by. It’s not very interesting sitting here doing it.
Bored, bored, bored.