After all, it's Friday...

...and though it's sunny outside and though a weekend full of social plans looms ahead, I'm lost, for the moment, in my underground world. The quiet (empty) Journal office accommodates the steady click of my keyboard, while soft strains of piano music filter in from the outside lobby. For now, it's enough.

Soon, I'll lose myself in library journal stacks, steady preparation for upcoming presentations and papers a must. Today, I can linger just a bit longer, tipping the last drops of Diet Pepsi from my can, letting Nutella and yogurt-raisins flavor my tongue.

Sometimes I get stuck here: the hours roll by, each minute slipping, unnoticed, into the past. But in a few weeks, after I'm gone, I want to remember this light, this feeling, this smell.

Normally I bask in the busyness of the everyday, but let's not forget the pauses...after all, it's Friday.