Daydreaming
I have 50 minutes I need to kill....
If I could be doing anything for the 50 minutes...hmmm? Walking the streets anonymously watching all the unique people in the market and listening to the street performers playing their old worn out guitars. Standing on the outskirts of the park watching the skaters do their thing inside listening to their music blasting to motivate them. Stopping for a late lunch of a tasty, sloppy sandwich. Sitting on the park bench smoking a long lazy cigarette. What joy this would be!!
The things I could be doing right now if I weren't stuck in this three by three cube. With the only sound being the clicking of my keyboard and the occasional ringing of the phone! Ahhh, my saving grace... it is friday!
35 minutes to go!
If I could be doing anything for the 50 minutes...hmmm? Walking the streets anonymously watching all the unique people in the market and listening to the street performers playing their old worn out guitars. Standing on the outskirts of the park watching the skaters do their thing inside listening to their music blasting to motivate them. Stopping for a late lunch of a tasty, sloppy sandwich. Sitting on the park bench smoking a long lazy cigarette. What joy this would be!!
The things I could be doing right now if I weren't stuck in this three by three cube. With the only sound being the clicking of my keyboard and the occasional ringing of the phone! Ahhh, my saving grace... it is friday!
35 minutes to go!