The dull throbbing of a headache
The sharp pangs of ignored hunger gnawing through
The exhaustion of frustration
The four crescent-shaped furrows dug into each palm
The tired, wry smile
The watching of the clock
The overwhelming feeling of drowning
Hello, Monday.
If you're expecting to be impressed, you've come to the wrong place. My apologies.
Monday, February 6, 2012
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