Spectator

MAY 2018

I'm sitting in a room full of creative people fully engaged in what they're doing. They're not blocked or hindered, distracted or conflicted. They're working. They have flow. I watch with envy, unable to focus on anything. I get more and more anxious the longer I sit here.

On the bright side, the lady at the cafe gave me a free cookie. And I got a good parking spot. What else… the plumber fixed the bathtub drain.