Neck And Neck

ANTICIPATIONThe day is dripping like ketchup from a half empty bottle, and creeping like an elderly person without a walker.  Time never moves this slow when I want it to, only when I’m at work, or enduring something.  At this point I don’t care who wins, the ketchup, the old man, it doesn’t matter.  I just want one of them to cross the finish line so I can clock out and go home.

2 Responses to Neck And Neck

  1. Stop the ketchup…and the press, good to see a post, even it was slow as molasses coming in for the end of year party.

    Great to hear your banter brother

  2. Somedays it’s jusy one day at a time.

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