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Posted: Sun Apr 05, 2020 6:33 am
by Suomy Nona
The tunnel of light ends at the base of a beautiful stairway. I take the narrow steps two at a time for several minutes before slowing my ascent.

After about an hour, I arrive at the end of a line. I greet the people above me, but they glare harshly as they shush me. Within minutes of my arrival, the line lengthens below me.

It’s been several hours and the line hasn’t moved.

I feel the familiar pressure that soon I would need to find a toilet. As the man above me passes gas, I realize this line... is hell.