Clever Gal

Sometimes, I'm in the library at 11:45 on Saturday night. I look over at the window walls and imagine myself running at them full speed and jumping right through like in that movie Huddsucker, but without the fall. Then I have to snap back to reality in time to write the last few pages of a major research project due at 8 a.m. on Monday.
This is that moment where a raptor has just jumped on board the train. The music is getting deafening loud, and I'm writing on my blog instead when the music goes off. The raptor leaps!...
To be continued...