Write At This Moment

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Hands paused on the keys, eyes unevenly closing, blocking out the hollow, curving hallways and distant windows. One Republic had a way of interrupting thoughts, while seeding new blossoms of perception and imagery.

Buzz goes the cell phone, insistent and bothersome.

Almost without looking, the tirade of possible answers subsides into a few hastily clicked, apathetic words in response to a worthless query. Why get upset?

Lids raise, the hall is unchanged. Soulless, but for the loner on the stairs, already gone around the corner.