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I walked in my mind and still I wore the features upon my face standing in this lingering palce ******* the life out of my life. As if time was non linear in this place. Could it have only been momentarily swaying like the crest of a wave I swear its going backward now. I had to climb out of my thoughts as my feet had created a gorge of boredom and I swear in that time unknown drooling down my face. Greeting reality I feel the wetness and my eyes now in focus of my surroundings. I quickly wipe my face,  this line is an eternity that moves no where. I walk out as in slow motion ascended to normal time I hear "Checkout 3 now open, I would have been the next in place... I walk onwards boredom now rage.
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Sep 10, 2016
Sep 10, 2016 at 11:14 AM UTC
The Boredom Of Waiting In Line