late
I
lie in bed pondering the issue of what time to arrive at the station.
Arriving a good few minutes before the train leaves, staring fixedly at the departure notices.
08:15
I pore over timetables
and consult various online map programmes in order to calculate how long it will take me to get to the station.
08:16
It is important for me to be early,
08:24
because it is important for me not to be late.
08:25
Lately Ive been waking up early, by which I mean before my alarm.
08:50
The red minutes taunt me, pale against the easing morning.
09:00
I glance up, from time to time, at the opening or closing door, and down, now and then, at my watch.
09:01
09:03
You will have enough time to get everythi-
What happened?
09:10
My muscles tensed. Suddenly the chair was not as comfortable as before.
My breath in my throat.
09:30
Then came the thoughts. Frantically, dominantly, They consumed me.
09:36
The sounds getting louder and louder. My breathing intensified.
09:45
The room felt smaller. The walls were closing in on me.
09:46
And I could feel their stares.
09:47
Disappointment.
10:45
Judgement.
10:46
Is this the end?
Ill try better.