12 Am Thoughts Mga Nobela at Kwento

I didn’t send the email. I lay in the dark and thought about a man who was almost certainly in his apartment right now or possibly not, possibly somewhere else, possibly sitting with the same question from the other direction without the vocabulary yet to call it what it was. I thought about Ethan’s voice. You’re in most of them. I thought about the list in the drawer. I thought about Clara saying the moments that aren’t managed are clearer for the contrast. I closed my eyes. I was not going to quit.

"Love is in the air." Sighing to myself I leaned on the wall. Somewhere deep deep deep deep down in my heart where there existed no sense it hoped all her words would come true. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ What time is there right now? Here it's 09.38 AM.

It was 7:30 am. “Oh, it’s still early.” I rolled on the other side of my bed, and sudden thoughts came to my mind, office hours start at 8 am. I checked my clock one more time, and my eyes went bigger. “Oh, what the f*ck! It’s seven-thirty!” I jumped out of my bed and ran to take a quick shower. -0-0-0-

Sorry for the late update but I will try to make next updates to their earliest The most valuable gift you give someone is time, And I am happy you have given me that for a while. Time is money, Time is life, From the day we are born to the day we die, The clock will not stop unless we close our eyes. Do now what you want to , Don't wait for the right time, Because word right now itself says that I am right. Live,laugh,enjoy every second right now so that you can't say I didn't do that later on.

But he hadn’t stopped thinking yet, couldn’t stop thinking, of what he could’ve done, or said. And hadn’t. Also, he felt like something was missing, felt like he had something he should do, but he just couldn’t seem to figure out what . . . His burning and tired eyes focused on the small digital numbers on his DVR, atop his black and mute television, which read 6:00 PM. His mind churned. What day was it? End of the month. Ramadan. He tipped his head back, emptied his glass, then pushed himself standing. He weaved a bit until he steadied, then walked with careful, drunken steps to the middle of his apartment. Best as he could, he faced east.

It was only in his imagination that he could spend time with them because in real life it was simply not going to happen. Alex got up from his position as soon as he heard the chime of the clock that showed two in the morning. He would be back at work at five and he still couldn't even close his eyes to rest. Alex and his thoughts couldn't stop no matter how hard he tried. All those thoughts and memories became one as they languished deep in Alex's brain until it was hard for him to break away. “I think I've lost my mind,” he muttered with a sigh and then chuckled to himself.

ELIOT’S POV 12:59AM 12:59AM The time was 12- 1:00AM now! 1:00AM! I could literally hear the clock ticking in my brains at this point. That was how long I had sat down there, silent as a cat while my mind buzzed endlessly like some funny train on steroids. Fingers clicking every few seconds, heart throbbing with some what of excitement. Of life. And my breath, thick with the scent of my favorite- scotch. Neat.

I sat back on my desk feeling completely useless. I glanced at my watch again and saw the time was 12:52 pm. At any moment, Derrick would be out that door and would be headed for lunch, and I would have to follow him. I panicked at the thought, and I prayed for something, anything, to distract us all from even getting lunch.

I wasn't getting the answers I needed, and it was messing with my head. Going back inside to get the car keys will be a suicide attempt. I was lucky enough to survive the first attack. I am most likely not going to survive the second one. I looked at my phone, and it's 2:20 AM. Finding a cab home at this late hour is highly impossible. I'm stuck between the devil and the deep blue sea. This is so far the most decisive moment of my life. “Think, Susan. Think. Why are you so dumb?” I spanked my forehead just to get some solutions.

The door was warm. I thought: she is awake on the other side of this door. I thought: she told you about Gerald. I thought: she said come inside. I thought: she is awake. I stood with my hand on the door. I thought about what I would say when the words were right. I thought: I have been running since September. I thought: and I am standing in the hallway and I am not running. I thought: that is the specific and particular thing that tonight is.