sigh....

I am sitting at the library. Thinking, looking, talking to people, doing anything but the work I need to do. I want to get this paper done early. I don't like the stress of waiting until the last minute. It makes me hurt all over. Listening to the library noise, it sounds a little like raindrops hitting the windshield of my car. But I guess it's just the sound of the heater. I put my glasses on so I could see what I'm staring at out the window and "Holy Crap!" the blurry line on the hill turns out to be a parking lot full of cars. Oh, look! It's time to go! I didn't get anything done except to think of nothing in particular and to watch the picture outside the window.