Lucy answered my ‘what gets your goat?’ post with two simple words: ‘Jet lag’.
I didn’t bring anything back from overseas except the time zone. What was the point? I had no one to give presents to anyway. My world is lagging like Windows 95. The people rushing for the train are a blur. My vision freezes on a pretty girl and I can’t seem to look away.
Close close close! Vision has stopped responding. End now?
It’s too late, she’s seen me. I watch her lips move but the sound is out of sync.
Refresh! Refresh!
Her puzzled expression tells me she’s asked a question, but my brain is still buffering. Finally it loads in frustratingly small installments.
“Where’ve you…
been? I’ve missed…
seeing you and your…
weird geek t shirts on the train.”
Windows needs to update. Reboot?
My brain shuts down and I’m left stammering.
“L-l-loads of places. Me and my geek shirt could tell you about it over coffee if you’d like?”
Windows has updated successfully.
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