Running Out Of Space

# Running Out Of Space Tick. Tack. Tick- Bing. FUCK. Tack. Of course. Of fucking course. Friday 6pm and you get an email from a client. 6pm. Friday. What in the ever-living... You steady yourself, take a deep breath. It's just a thank-you email...

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Running Out Of Time

# Running Out Of Time Click. Clack. Click. Clack. Tick. Tack. Tick. Tack. One step. One second. One second. One step. Up. Up. All the way up. One step. One more. A gulp. A step. A second. The only thing not part of this rhythm was your...

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