THAT IMPATIENT SUN OF MINE

Man, all this sunshine is being a terrible influence on me. I'm sitting at my kitchen table trying to get work done when here come those rays spilling through the open window, crooking their finger as they fall all over my typing hands, asking me why on earth I was still cooped up when they've been waiting outside for me for the past hour. And it's rude to keep a guest waiting, that sun would chide me. It's only here for another month or so. Fearing it'll leave without me, click goes my laptop as I snap it closed and abandon all that needs to be done. It's terrible; I've no patience for anything productive now. Take Monday for example. Rather than returning home...