I’m really tired of “working” here

or staring at a screen at "work"

For the last few days I’ve been just marking time. With nothing to do, I’ve

begun pacing around the office, checking my email messages constantly and visiting with anyone who’s not on the phone. I’ll meander downstairs several times to check to see if I have any faxes, I don’t, and see that everybody downstairs is madly fixated on their screens or the papers on their desk. They’re entrenched in what they’re working on, not even noticing that I’ve walked by several times. I then sloth my way back to my desk to sit down on this exercise ball and think about how many millions of things that I would love to be doing. The list of infinitely more attractive options open up like a book in my mind; with chapters marked by subject matter. Right now, I’m looking at a chapter called “Things Far More Rewarding.” It’s a good chapter, focusing on the variety of things that would help people or help me in any way, shape or form. Then I shake out of the trace, and notice that my computer screen has gone black. I check my emails; nothing. I check to see if anyone is online; no one. Then, I log on to Google Maps, and look at Chicago and the area surrounding it.