*jolted awake, groggy*
What? Oh. Right. I must have dozed off again. How long have I been here?
The lights flicker as if struggling to find a reason to stay alive in this miserable place, with numerous bulbs having already succumbed to their inevitable fate. Maybe they were the lucky ones.

Why does every fucking government waiting room look like it was built by the lowest colorblind bidder in the 1960's, with a contractual clause that it never be updated or repaired in any way? Maybe they did careful research into what atmosphere makes time go slowest for its victims, some sort of sadistic Fuck Shui.

Ah. So there IS other life in the universe.
Fuck it. I'm going back to sleep. Just until... I *yawn* just...