Tick, Tick, Tick….

Ticktock (novel)
Ticktock (novel) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I sit here listening to the raindrops hitting the panes and sill; the only other thing I hear is the symphony of battery-powered clocks. It would not be so annoying if they ticked in unison, or they did not tick as loud. With each tick, another second has come and gone, a missed chance for something profound to come out of my head. Tick, tick, tick, nothing to do but listen.

~ van ~

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