I could feel the immense lethargy signalled by the build up of lactic acid concentration especially in my rib muscles.
I could feel my eyelids blinking in retarding frequency, and my eyes feeling heavier and drier at the passing of each and every second.
And yet, my mind wanders off to Timbuktu, and my consciousness just refuse to switch off for the next few hours.
Not wanting to let go off the remaining few hours left?
Perhaps.
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