For the past few Fridays in a row, I've been glued to my bed working on my seminar paper. I'd be in my pajamas with a cup of cinnamon tea, a bowl of granola and yogurt in my stomach, and some classical tunes playing softly; in short, I was in the zone. When I'm in said zone, I almost always skip lunch. I have just one more thought to get on paper; one more article to read; one more citation to fix. Before I know it, the clock ticks over to 5 p.m. and I realize my stomach is screaming at me. As I start to clean up the damage I've done from sifting through papers, thumbing through books, and the like, I realize I'm much too light headed, my throat is much too dry, and I'm ready for my weekend to begin. This Friday, although I was working on my seminar paper, there was little work to be done and I was finished in time for a late lunch. Taking advantage of the broken trend, I took my time over a sandwich and smoked mozzarella pasta salad at Whole Foods, enjoying the sun, breeze, and fantastic people watching. A lovely Friday!
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