I’m working in an office but I can’t work at my desk. There’s nothing inspiring there so I’ve moved all of my stuff to a couch in the hallway. A woman that reminds me of Sue walks out the door near the couch. She looks at me and gives me a funny look like, “What are you doing on the couch?” Claire walks by and does the same thing but she gives me a funny face. Mike L. walks up and starts to talk to me about something and then starts graffitiing on the cube wall across from me. The woman whose cube it is peers out and asks him what he’s doing. He’s painting what looks like a big yellow and orange sun on the wall.
This does remind me of writing at Starbuck’s.