Each day felt like an exercise in patience for Carl, as
he sat there watching the clock smugly mocking him with every grating tick. Some
days, it was all he could do to not rip the little bastard from the wall and punt
it off the roof.
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Tuesday, March 15, 2016
Tuesday, August 18, 2015
Two Sentence Tuesday #13
It was all I could do to composedly tolerate the clock’s
sadistic taunts as it ticked the seconds past with the speed of a snail on Xanax.
Would this day never end?
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