I woke up
in a cold sweat over the weekend with this thought: By using a points - earning credit card for my every day purchases, am I flushing money down the toilet?
As you go from assistant to associate to full to chaired to emeritus professor, those «wildly incorrect» solutions that so intimidate teaching assistants gradually shrink with each successive decade of experience, until you can spot rubbish in your sleep and not even wake up
in a cold sweat over it.
Not exact matches
I saw the tracks they left on the highways, lying on the floor of freight trains, the parents
in rags, the coal box empty, the sink running
over, the walls
sweating and between the
cold beads of
sweat the cockroaches running like mad; I saw them hobbling along like twisted gnomes or falling backwards
in the epileptic frenzy....
He escaped a little
over a month ago and, after suffering sleepless nights and nightmares bolting upright
in the middle of the night clutching his abdomen while
cold beads of
sweat rolled down his forehead, he decided to compile this book to get the incubus out of his system.
I cringed every time I looked
over my shoulder, I broke out
in a
cold sweat two or three times, I felt just as unhinged as the protagonist, dreaded approaching every flickering light, and I loved every minute of it.