time is running, sprinting in fact..

..I have my train ticket to London, the Eurostar is booked,
and the interRail ticket is in my suitcase.

It is 80 minutes from the end of 2007 my hair is greasy and will stay so until next year.
There is unnecessary screaming going on outside and I am running late to attend a party.

Still not packed, of course not….
Still only half way through two more applications.
Staring at the clock, wishing it would slow down.

Leaving the desk behind now to return at 1am.
No sleep tonight.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.