Title: His Mountain
That's how he had come to think of it.
This thing that consumed all his time.
His own personal mountain.
So proud and majestic.
Towering above it's surroundings.
No matter how hard he tried to look away, to look anywhere but his
mountain, his eyes were always drawn back to it's imposing form.
So tall and commanding.
That's what he hated about his mountain; it intimidated him.
But he would never let it show, he would conquer his mountain.
Ok, down to business. Read. Comment. Initial. Then, on to the next
He would defeat his mountain of paper.
He was Jack O'Neall, and he always prevailed.