Work

Nothing is really work unless you would rather be doing something else.
  - James M. Barrie

 

So while I sit here at my desk in my office, I'd rather be writing a novel, or a screen play. I'd rather struggle to find the right analogy to describe the promise and  evanescence in her green eyes. I'd rather be slowing down a moment with details about ballerina leaves, angel hairs on the nape of her neck, or the rare crispe spring air. I'd like to write about how everyday we went out on a date the sun was out, even if it was suppose to rain. I'd put down a conversation we had where we seemed to answer eachothers questions like only butter can answer toast. But here I am, proofreading the finer points of Severance pay plans, benefit agreements and mortgage license applications.