Slice Of Life Thursday

Minutes go past, like people passing through times square. Helplessly, I watch as the night goes away. I don't know what to write about for my Slice Of Life. The words that come out on the screen have no continuation. The key on the keyboard that I have most hit is the backspace. Nothing to write about, and it's almost twelve o'clock. I wait until that time, to see if I think of something, but no. It is twelve, and there is not one word on this post. I close the screen, and turn off the computer. I call it a night, and go to sleep.