It has been two whole days since I slept. Forty eight hours of absolutely no shut eye. I have deadlines to meet. In less than forty eight hours I have to submit twelve drawing sheets and a final copy of a the report I have been working on for months. I have completed seven sheets in the space of seven weeks, four partially done and yet to start the last one. I can barely keep my eyelids open because woe on to me if I should shut them. I fear it will be the end for me because I literally do not have much time to spare. I really thought I had this time management thing by the balls but here I am.
I have lost track of time. I have stopped picking my phone calls and answering my messages. It is dark outside. I do not even recall taking my bath. I am zoned out, cut off from the world, with one, two, three, four,…. nine cups of coffee and still counting. I am not even a coffee person! I loath that stuff. This should tell you the kind of situation I am in.
A loud SCREECH!!
Right outside my window, I hear a crash! I jump up, and rush out. Calling out my sister’s name, who was in her room, as I dash towards the sound ( I know, I know, a black person runs away from the source of the sound). This was more out of concern than of curiosity.
At the scene, there is blood everywhere. What was worse, the driver had totaled my sister’s parked car. Nobody was dead, but people were hurt. As people came out to help, some trying to get in touch with the police, others trying to get first aid administered, the driver just looked confused and was mumbling incoherent words. I do not know how I maneuvered my way to his side but he wasn’t making sense.
“Structure?”, “Tapture?”, factor?, rapture?, rapture… RAPTURE??
WHAT?! No! Not now! Not now when I have busted my ass to almost finish this project! I rush back to the room in denial. Calling out to my sister.
“Your car, your car has been smashed like Hulk’s chew toy”. No answer. I enter her room. No sister. I start looking for my phone and I find hers. No network. SHIT! RAPTURE!
Again, I rush out. All these people can’t be sinners, I think in disbelief. Then I noticed it. As bright as day, the sky in a not so far off distance. There is chaos everywhere. Screams, loud music, bottles breaking, traffic everywhere. I start running towards the light. It seems everyone was heading there. Tears in my eyes, my life flashing before my eyes, quoting scriptures I didn’t even know I knew. I just run.
Is this the end? Is this the light they always talk about? Is this Death? I think about my project that I may have not been able to complete even if I was given an extra week. I smile. I chuckle. I burst out laughing as I slow down. My feet are hurting but I do not care. I am embracing this because nothing else matters. The twelve sheets, the report, the whole project! It all matters not!
The light is close now. I suddenly find peace in this chaos. I am close to the end. I think I should call my mum. No, she has probably been raptured too and I do not have a phone anyways. My head is clear now and I look up, with my hands open wide. “I am here.” “Take me.”
I see huge floodlights. Four of them. I am standing in front of a stadium! Someone shouts from behind me, “My network is down. The service providers notified us this morning about the problem, let me use your phone instead”. The people around me are not scared, they are happy. It is a street carnival and a concert!! In my exhaustion and panic I did not take in my surrounding.
I am standing here, approximately four kilometers away from home, in my nightwear tucked into sweatpants with no money and no phone. I have been sleep walking again and I’m not even a project manager. Damn! (Now how to get back home)
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