

late

I
lie in bed pondering the issue of what time to arrive at the station.
Arriving a good few minutes before the train leaves, staring fixedly at the departure notices.

08:15


I pore over timetables
and consult various online map programmes in order to calculate how long it will take me to get to the station.


08:16

It is important for me to be early,

08:24


because it is important for me not to be late.


08:25

Lately Ive been waking up early, by which I mean before my alarm.


08:50

The red minutes taunt me, pale against the easing morning.


09:00

I glance up, from time to time, at the opening or closing door, and down, now and then, at my watch.

09:01


09:03


You will have enough time to get everythi-







What happened?




09:10
My muscles tensed. Suddenly the chair was not as comfortable as before.

My breath in my throat.


09:30

Then came the thoughts. Frantically, dominantly, They consumed me.

09:36


The sounds getting louder and louder. My breathing intensified.


09:45

The room felt smaller. The walls were closing in on me.

09:46


And I could feel their stares.

09:47


Disappointment.
10:45



Judgement.

10:46


Is this the end?





Ill try better.
