After days and days of sitting in my cubicle at work, glumly alternating between watching the clock, checking my email and doing actual work, today out of nowhere, I opened up a Microsoft Word document and on that blank page began to write.
It was chicken scratch more than anything else--I am not even sure what it said. But I was so bored and I had to be doing something that excited me. I had no choice but to write.
It lasted all about five minutes. And then I resumed watching the clock, checking email and doing actual work.
I also daydreamed about throwing all my clothes away and starting my wardrobe over from scratch.