I actually wrote this a long time ago but I want to get back to writing, so bare with me.

The boulder sits in front of me,("the same one that came from my throat?") i grasp it with both hands and try to shoulder it back and forth, but it will not budge. There is a small group of people off in the distance. I hope they do not see me. I try again, and again, but the damn thing won't budge, and the harder i try the firmer it stands. i give up! i sit down, drained. Time passes, i am aware of time passing, and out of boredom i begin to look around. Not far off in the distance i spot a rope. (A little rope can get you through a lot.) i take my new rope back to the boulder and wrap it around its ever growing mass. i make a slipknot, and with everything i tug, I think I can feel it give maybe just an inch. i tug harder and now i can feel it tilt. It is tilting almost to its side. The center of gravity has to be about ready to shift. Come on, come on, come on! Turns into a song inside my head. Come on, damn you! The rope snaps, i fall flat on my back sharp pain flashes purple. i sit up and look around, there's nobody there.