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Wednesday March 21st 2012, 10:19 pmRushing, or at least the sensation of it. Too much to do. Antsy and heart jumping, makes me edgy. Trying to get everything done, but seconds have turned into hours, zooming past. I can’t seem to catch up. Things lag, I lag, no… lagging is no good. Frustration settles in, but I diligently march on. Argh, March is two thirds over already! The clock won’t slow down for me, its in super-fast express mode, its become my opponent and it’s winning. I have to stop glancing at the damn clock, I hate living by a clock. Just stay focused, I still have so much to do before the end of the week! Time is whizzing by. Stupid time! Wait…whats that I see from the corner of my eye? A wicked leering Time-Man, dressed in a slick black suit, a bow-tie, and a top hat, pompously smirking and taunting me right now, and leaning over my shoulder making crude gestures.
Mister Time Is Flipping Me Off
March 21st 2012
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