Blabbering
It’s going on and on
I glance up to see staring
At me
I flip through the pages
Stress
It’s climbing up my throat
The intimidating ringing
I quickly slip out the door as the others crowd out behind me
The numbers are buzzing in my head
I systematically copy them on the board
The ringing
It’s back
Only to remind me of what’s to come at home
The day was a blur
Just like the day before
I think about the continuous tasks to come
Tick
Tick
Tick
I zone back in as the gears slide past one another
Keeping my sanity.