A Passage Of Time
"This has simply gone too far!" were the words that echoed menacingly
through Bradley's room, which was engulfed in an endless stream of
paperwork. University life was not agreeing with Bradley the way he had
anticipated - his life, it seemed, had become little more than completing
one paper after another. It wasn't that he was unhappy with what he was
studying, but he simply couldn't enjoy it the way he had enjoyed high
school. Oh, how he wishes he could go back . . .
After having yet another exhausting day of classes, Bradley found
himself needing to relax. He appeared completely beaten as he lay his head
in his hands, contemplating the incredible amount of work he had to do ...
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they
were carried out slowly, and in the current times of speed and fast results,
it was very reassuring to be able to take time to go through the routines
which had been a part of Bradley's life for at least fifteen years, now.
Bradley savoured his drink, choosing to drink it very slowly, as if in
an attempt to slow down time. Bradley tried again to put words to the page,
typing away furiously (certainly the ability to type over ninety words per
minute helps when you have to write as much as he does), but his mind,
usually clear when on task, was becoming muddled with concern for his many
other on-going projects. His concentration slowly deteriorated and even
his fingers, which normally seemed to have minds of their own, slowed to a
dead stop.
Bradley looked at the monitor and perused what he had just finished
writing. Dissatisfied, he leapt out of his chair, and began, quite
uncharacteristically, into a completely spontaneous monologue:
"Why is it that I ...
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feathers, felt
somewhat weighed down. Convinced that he was growing increasingly tired
(and sluggish), he decided to get some sleep.
Bradley didn't bother to prepare in the usual manner for bed, but
instead crawled into his comfortable, soft bed, removed his glasses and
reached over to his night table. He removed his watch, and placed it next
to him. "I'd better check the time and set an alarm, I don't want to knock
myself out for ten or twelve hours. I have too much to -" Bradley stopped
in his tracks. He had never seen anything like this before in his life,
and he wanted to make sure that it wasn't an illusion.
Somehow, his watch had slowed down. He wasn't sure how, but ...
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