The Main Character

I watch the hands on the clock face slowly tick by. Each. Excruciating. Second.

I’ve gone into waiting mode before I’m meant to be getting ready and heading off to work. There is absolutely other things I could be working on in these long hours, but my mind is refusing to do anything else that could interfere with my work schedule. I have assignments for college piling up – for the record, one of them is due tonight. I’m counting on after work to start from scratch and focus my energy on that. 

I check the clock again. Twenty-seven…twenty-eight…twenty-nine. Not even a full minute has passed by. It’s disappointing, to say the least. Only five hours, eighteen minutes and ten…nine…eight ish seconds remaining.