As I sat and typed away furiously, I knew this was going to be a close call. The clock was ticking, my keys were clicking, but I was nowhere close to the finish line.
But somehow the words seemed to flow better when I rushed into it. They allowed themselves to be bent and shaped better. Or was I just imagining it?
At 11.59pm, it was “now or never” time. The final call for my unthoroughly checked, last-minute copy. I sighed and let it go.
SENT. The message on my screen blinked.
I rubbed my tired eyes and yawned and stretched my aching back. I had only started this morning. Too late to start something that was due by 12 midnight!
I will never do this again I promised myself for the zillionth time. Never again will I be dead by the deadline!
Did somebody just smirk? 🙂