Time

The title is a figment of the human imagination.

But yet, we are slaves to this invention.

147 more days of suffering left to endure.

The time spent inside that enclosed prison(a place where the sun never shines) isn't spent in physical torture nor agony, but rather it is the little examples of what could have, has already, and will be wrong in this organization and system that eat away at my mind, leaving a void that only three letters can fill.

Some say that people swear more when in this organization. After a year and a half, i can't help but agree. I wonder why...