Breakin' out!

It's a typical Wednesday. I'm at work. (Shhhh! Don't tell my boss! :) )

I'm sitting at my desk with various small projects to do: a quote to write up here, type an email there, print a couple manuals, fiddle with creating reports in our new database... But I don't feel like working.

I don't feel like sitting at this desk. I look with distaste at the papers scattered around me and with longing at the blue sky outside. What am I doing here? What is this something inside me that wants to bust out? Must I contain the creative energy pushing at my seams? Where are my pastels when I need them? Where's the dance floor? Where's the paint brush? A piano? What about splashing in the ocean? Brrrr! A random car trip? Anything but sitting for the next four hours at this desk!!!