There are many things to be afraid of. The impending death of a loved one, harsh words in return for a noble and innocent deed, scratch on a car owing to a misjudgement. But ticking of clocks in a room full of light? In hindsight, today the two clocks ticking in unison didn't bother much. But yesterday, they moved one after another. It ticked at the pace of a throbbing heart. Every pair of tick-tock was like someone jabbing the head when there was a migraine.
~ Nov 12, 2021
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