A few inches below the cutting edge
'Today I'm going to make it simple and straight. No word play and non-linear narration. Everything is directly from me' - I thought. What a day has it been so far! Just now I got a few minutes to think about my next blog post. What should it be - a fiction or a non-fiction?
While I was immersed in my thoughts, I felt someone leaning over me and someone pushing me. Who is it? Shoot! I just realized that I am not alone. I am being surrounded by a lot like me. Like me? No! Not everyone. A few in my left are like me, but those in my front are different. Those at back? Let me check. Hmm! I can't turn. I am kinda packed here. Guess they are same.
Whatever it is, I have some time now to think. Let me think for a while. What it coul....Oohh! There is a jerk from the back to my left. It seems they heard the words "make it short". Ok, but the why are they disturbing me. Jerk in back? But I didn't move. So am I different from them?
Ok, don't get lost. Just think. Hey! This time a push from the front side of my left. Now what? It seems they smelt some new smell. Before I am back to normal a movement in the back right and left. All at once. Man! this is carzy. i can't stand. Why such a commotion? It seems there is something working above us and it causes everything. What the heck it is? I am getting disturbed a lot. I feel like running out of this place. But I canlt even move a nanometer. Where the hell am I? Is this some kind of concentration camp?
Suddenly a few to my left started discussing seriously about the finances and the weekend trip. Hey! what's going on? If I am left alone and pestered constantly how can I think? Hmmm... I believe its time and yes, I give up.
I am not in a good mood. I lost a great opportunity. Wow nearly half an hour of free time. I could have come up with two posts. A sudden motion somewhere from the underside of my back said that they have seen the words "Supercuts. We're open".
While I was immersed in my thoughts, I felt someone leaning over me and someone pushing me. Who is it? Shoot! I just realized that I am not alone. I am being surrounded by a lot like me. Like me? No! Not everyone. A few in my left are like me, but those in my front are different. Those at back? Let me check. Hmm! I can't turn. I am kinda packed here. Guess they are same.
Whatever it is, I have some time now to think. Let me think for a while. What it coul....Oohh! There is a jerk from the back to my left. It seems they heard the words "make it short". Ok, but the why are they disturbing me. Jerk in back? But I didn't move. So am I different from them?
Ok, don't get lost. Just think. Hey! This time a push from the front side of my left. Now what? It seems they smelt some new smell. Before I am back to normal a movement in the back right and left. All at once. Man! this is carzy. i can't stand. Why such a commotion? It seems there is something working above us and it causes everything. What the heck it is? I am getting disturbed a lot. I feel like running out of this place. But I canlt even move a nanometer. Where the hell am I? Is this some kind of concentration camp?
Suddenly a few to my left started discussing seriously about the finances and the weekend trip. Hey! what's going on? If I am left alone and pestered constantly how can I think? Hmmm... I believe its time and yes, I give up.
I am not in a good mood. I lost a great opportunity. Wow nearly half an hour of free time. I could have come up with two posts. A sudden motion somewhere from the underside of my back said that they have seen the words "Supercuts. We're open".
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