I’ve been listening to the subtle ticks of my MM watch.
My body gave out on me today after working in the cold for several hours.
I came home, changed my clothes, threw off my watch and stretched out on the family love seat.
I tried watching “The Simpsons” but my eyes struggled to stay open.
I succumbed to my weariness and was dead to world. Well, at least my immediate world of a 20 foot radius.
In a daze as my stream of consciousness bewildered me as images flashed before me, all I could focus on was that ticking from my watch.
Tick, no tock.
It was strange, yet soothing. I never wanted it to end, but as the pressure on my temple got intolerable, I woke up.
I can still hear the subtle ticks.