Comedy,The Day the Alarm Clock Filed a Complaint, Ambition vs. Rest
Update: 2025-12-19
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By Tuesday, Arthur Bellweather was no longer fighting time, which worried him more than when he had been openly at war with it. He woke before the alarm again, not startled this time, but alert in the quiet, unsettling way of someone who felt prepared. The ceiling looked the same, the room smelled the same, but something in Arthur’s chest had shifted, a subtle click, like a gear settling into place. The alarm clock sat on the bedside table, its display dim, its ticking steady, observant, waiting. “You’re awake,” it said. Arthur exhaled. “Don’t sound surprised.” “I am noting a pattern,” the alarm clock replied. Arthur sat up,
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