Riotlounge says:
It is so odd talking to you over IM – you’re such an abstract concept on LJ sometimes
Riotlounge says:
I feel like I am talking to a book
“hippo-po-mon-stroses-quipped-alio-phobia”
She turned and looked up to the ceiling. “Sometimes work just never ends”, she thought to herself. One last drawing and then she could justify nipping out for a slice of banana bread with coffee. The sound of rain on the windows has been lulling her to daydreams since the early morning. She shook off the water off her coat and sat down fully intending to get work done today but the window has been continually catching her eyes. Absently she makes patterns out of the the sluicing waterfalls, drips connecting to make lines that form faces and dragons.
Shaking her head, she looks back to her page and focuses her eyes on a sheep doodle. “Another one?”, she thinks, “I have sheep on the brain. Should just go to Dover and get it done with.”
Six more days until vacation break. No more halogen lit hallways full of uninteresting gossip and too much paperwork. No more advertising blaring from her ceiling to wake her at obscene hours. Instead she’ll wake up as late as she likes. Slowly and luxuriously clamber out from under her feather duvet and splurge on some real maple syrup in the mornings maybe.