*looks around, sees Avatar flyer*
Hmmm, I want to see Avatar again. But I only want to see it in 3D at the Imax. Sad. Things I'll never get to do again in life.
Oh, I like this song. It sounds like a World War II battlefield. Heroic. I see nurses with white caps and red crosses. Lots of sacrificial deeds.
Oh, I really need to cash that check. Are we going into town today? After the bank closes. Oh, well.
Phone. Dark. I wish someone would text me. And then I could text them back. Because I'm bored.
No, no! Don't text me! I'm in the middle of writing a book. I can't be disturbed. You'll make me lose my concentration! Ruin my focus! Go away!
Book. Right. *alt-tab back to Word from Twitter*
"No order needed to be given for the camouflaged soldiers to rise up out of the plains."That was a stupid sentence. What am I supposed to do with that sentence anyway?
Ooooh, Beauty and the Beast soundtrack! Mystery, intrigue, fairy tales. I love fairy tales. Good morning, Belle!
Book, book, book - I think I'm supposed to be writing a book.
I'm tired. I don't care about camouflaged soldiers anyway. It sounds so World War II, and this is a fantasy-ish thing.
If I had written a book instead of my mind wandering, I might have finished 2000 words before breakfast. Wouldn't that have been sweet? I could have tweeted about it. It would be loverly.
Wouldn't it be loverly?
This is where I press that little button that disconnects me from the internet...
There you go. In real-time.