Corn

This is some interesting time! The most interesting time there has ever been. To be precise, this is the time that gives meaning to our institution, that justifies our existence-' He noticed his attention was not on the letter and his eyes started wondering. The cracking noise from the microwave has slipped into the room. It was obvious now that the popcorn snack was a noisy business, he acknowledged this while walking out to the kitchen. The bursts of sound appeared to have been playing the music for the particles of dust dancing outside in the sunset. There was no water out there, there was no rain and there wasn’t going to be any time soon he noted while watching the drops falling at regular internals from the tap. It has been doing that for weeks now but he couldn’t bring himself fixing it. Putting a bucket under collecting water for cooking, plants and washing dishes the problem was sorted. He played with trying to catch a glimpse as the drops fell always looking away to the dust outside till the next one. It was a difficult game with the corn in the microwave, more difficult than anticipated as the infrequent bursts made it impossible to measure time properly.
He put down the letter, it can wait till tomorrow and got out a bowl just before the machine signalled it was time. While emptying the contents of the paper bag he tried to decide on a form of entertainment suitable for the snack. He sat down facing the window with the tap slightly to his right about a metre and a half still easy to catch from the corner of his eyes.
Written 12:47
Typed 13:25
Edited 05:13