Tear me down

Tear me down

I’m sitting here
lost in the hour.
Why can’t it go faster?
Why does the time torture me?
What kind of life is this…
sitting in a cube staring at the schrute buck on the wall
thinking I could be anywhere but here.
Process, clean up, process, audit,
clean up, process, process, process, stare, check facebook, listen to dave…
oh so boring.
Where’s the excitement!?

I feel ready to go,
ready to explore other adventures,
thinking on how to get there.
What to do?
Where to go?
Will I have enough?
Will I be happy?
Head spinning….
anxiety raising…
ipod skipping…

Thumping from the hallway…
watching the time tick slowly…
oh so slowly