The Clicking FanIt’s past midnight. The only light is from my laptop screen. The fan overhead has a
The Clicking Fan It’s past midnight. The only light is from my laptop screen. The fan overhead has a slight click to it. Click. Whirr. Click. Whirr. I’ve tried to fix it. I can’t find where the sound is coming from. I can feel it starting again. It’s not a thought, not at first. It’s a feeling in my hands. A kind of buzzing, like I’ve been holding onto something electric. I try to observe it. Be analytical. Okay, what was the trigger? Was it the email from my manager at 9 PM? Was it the sound
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