Light Blue

Supermarket. Musak. Boredom. And then I get the queue with 3 folk in front on me all requiring the supervisor. Time ticks by, shouting at me from the large clock on the cafe wall beyond the tills. Just kill me now, please, and put me out of my misery.

As I lie on the floor waiting to die I use the last of my failing strenght to press the shutter...