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the endless hour . . .

I know when it happened. . . .the smart phone . . .
I'm sitting here waiting for a minor repair on my car at the dealership. As I look around me, everyone is in "the position". . . Head down , thumbs up.
I used to be able to kill an hour in the blink of an eye.
Now, that same hour seems to be endless. Even with the constant stream of useless information flying at me, it seems as though time is slowing down.
Oh well, back to the useless bits of random information.

by Michael Clemens