Did you ever have one of those days when you were just so restless you wanted to climb out of your skin?

I am having one of those days today, and I love it. I've been reading a great book (Cutting for Stone, by Abraham Verghese) and as is occasionally the case when I am reading a great book,  I get a bit too filled up with ruminations on possibility and adventure and becoming, and it gets really, really hard to sit still and focus on any one thing.  So I am in a pizza place, waiting for my veggie pie and enjoying a Yuengling at 2 in the afternoon because I don't know what else to do with myself.  I've already paced every aisle of Barnes and Noble, checking out  so many colorful book covers. I've already pulled my car over to the side of the road twice (and fumbled for my pen at a red light once) to dump god-knows-what onto the back of an envelope. So now I'm here, calming myself with beer and bread and hoping that I never lose this, because goddamn is it refreshing.