duques

i woke up this morning,
again, late.
so late that when i got out of bed, the tired had already left me.
banana muffins and cleaning and i love quite, simple living.
i pack my things and come to duques,
the glass-walled school of business where i do my best studying.
i sit in this silent room alone on a saturday afternoon,
so peacefully happy to be doing just that.
to speak to no one, to go no where, to just be.
to soak in this reading and
write about writing.
finally the hurry of the past week fades, and i am breathing again,
and remembering that accomplishing these tasks will eventually happen.