The seconds tick by. Relentless. Monotonous. Laborious.
The pendulum swings lazily, but it doesn’t stop.
The spring must unwind.
The man paces restlessly, his steps keeping pace with the ticks. The rhythm quickly settles into a dreary tempo: Tick tock tick tock; Left right left right.
Legs grow weary. Muscles strain. Dull ache turns to throbbing pain. Brain cells scream in protest. Bones clamor for rest. Eyelids water silently.
The body welcomes nauseous motion sickness. Tendons give way.
Collapse.
The head drops back.
Pupils dilate.
Eyelids close.
Limbs go limp.
Breathing slows.
The blood slows in the veins.
The day’s over… finally!
The brain recharges, readying for another day.There’s lot more pacing in store.
