Afternoons in the office between one and two.
Activity dims. Chaos and chatter leave. I almost have the place to myself. I can hear stray coughs, heavy breathing and soporific tap-tap of keyboards. A lunchbox is opened. Buses rumble on the street. A train rattles past. I can hear where I sit, five floors above. I eat lunch. Read a book review. The sound of rustling newspapers punctuates the quiet in the room. A phone buzzes quietly. There is a conversation in the next room.
The sound of a footfall entering the room, and the spell is broken!
Activity dims. Chaos and chatter leave. I almost have the place to myself. I can hear stray coughs, heavy breathing and soporific tap-tap of keyboards. A lunchbox is opened. Buses rumble on the street. A train rattles past. I can hear where I sit, five floors above. I eat lunch. Read a book review. The sound of rustling newspapers punctuates the quiet in the room. A phone buzzes quietly. There is a conversation in the next room.
The sound of a footfall entering the room, and the spell is broken!
2 comments:
wow! u should be writing books, not testcases.
i didn't get the last line though? did u mean football?
Thank you KC!
I did mean footfall, as in footstep. The world cup is getting to you Kc :-)
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