Sleep deprived, she worked feverishly at her desk. The deadlines were stacking up and it was all she could do to stay calm. If she thought about the seemingly insurmountable pile of work looming, panic struck and she got nothing done. At times, she felt like she was in one of those dreams where you try to run but your legs and arms are stuck in syrup and you run and run but don’t get anywhere.
She reached for a paper clip to fasten a pesky strand of hair that kept falling into her eyes. She was finally getting somewhere. There seemed to be light at the end of the tunnel after all.
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That 'SHE' is 'U'?
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basking in the light still?
Hi Pearl! Yes, I found the light and am still enjoying it... until the next tunnel approaches :)
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