Bab 506: Not Enough

"Goddamnit it, fuck!" 

Frustration was starting to set it now. There was a wall of non-progress impeding now. At least before I could say I was making steady headway… even if it was only by mere inches or just a few seconds more of resistance. 

I couldn't say that now… now I wasn't able to do anything. 

How long has it been 'now' anyway? An hour? Two hours? The pain, the process blurred the minutes and the hours into one long stretch of stagnant time. Every time I'd fall, fail, the sun would wound up finding its way into my sights, and it was the only way I knew that any time had passed at all. 

When I started this, it hung so high in the sky, so hot, so bright… what was it doing falling so low now?