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This week’s theme: Killing time. (Something I’m quite good at doing. 😀 )
“You stand accused of killing time,” the judge said, “how do you plead?” “Guilty,” I said, ashamed. “Guilty of serial procrastination.”
The swing moved back and forth, her gaze on the pebbles beneath, blurring as she moved. Killing time until she had to go back.
I wander, killing time. Waiting for the end to come. Birds sing. Summer wind brushes my cheeks. Soon, all this will be gone. Lost.