Efficiency

Efficiency I can not leave yet, the ominous green light on the coffee pot... just went out, but the brew inside, is still hot. There are a number of ideas, that would be lost in the shuffle, if I cleaned my desk. I can not let that happen. I must stand guard, over my own common sense. As in this case, it threatens to lead me astray. My cup is half empty, I have edited half a story, and written... all of another. The day has drifted in and out, from my world. I am not concerned. I am enthralled..., in the moment, not the minute of the hour. In the wee beats... chimes on the clock the morning announced, past the noon hour on the other side, of the world... I am done. At least for now. I can close my eyes, until the next time, the clock strikes again; at the appointed point, the race starts, and the words are released... once more.