Prompts = Placement, Courteous, Tonne
His perception of time slowed to a crawl, ground to a near halt. Meanwhile, he was aware it flowed around him like a rushing river. It was like drowning, struggling for the surface, fighting for breath.
It required so much effort; too much to be excited or courteous or even pleasant.
Here, strings of tinsel. Someone said there was “a tonne”. There, the Christmas tree. His job: placement of the one on the other.
How many should go between each needle? One? Two? More?
Needles poked. Tinsel fluttered in its weightlessness, tying itself into knots.
Starting was hard. Stopping impossible.
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