The promise of sushi, still so far away.
A pair of headphones stranded in the stacks.
A look down the corridor, no one looks back.
Full sentences, not useful.
Poor Spanish paper, tan fútil.
Facebook newsfeed read and reread.
An ache setting in on the left side of my head.
Outside looks so nice, sunny and green.
Two more hours of this...
not at all my scene.
