Tick. Tock.
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. It's 11:30PM. The library is bustling with people. Nerves are shot. Finals are quickly approaching and there's no time to accomplish everything. Coffee stains bleed into study guides. Red Bull cans hastily tossed all over the floor. It's 1PM. The restaurant is overflowing out the door with hungry customers. Businessmen impatiently looking at their watches. Baby carriages block the aisles. Cashiers rapidly count out the correct change before the insults lodge at them. "Hey! Do your job right!" It's 8:15AM. The train station is overcrowded and it's pouring outside. Commuters desperate to make it to work on time. Pushing and shoving come with the territory. A man carrying a briefcase with resumes, praying that he gets the job. A woman attempting to keep her extra large coffee from spilling on the ground. How much time do we have in life? How much time is left until we have no time ? It's 2:45AM. Machin