March 13, 2013

In Time

He stood at the opposite end of the room an angry look sweeping across his face. He was done with this place, tired of the bullshit. They didn’t want him around, so why should he be. All he had needed was one good excuse to walk away and he’d just found it. They didn’t care whether he stayed or he left, so it was time he said goodbye.  It was better this way and their loss. He let out a heavy sigh, shrugged his shoulders and followed the crowd like the robot he was. In time.