Use as many of the words in the following list in your freewrite today as you can. Any form of the word will do. Read through them first in case you have to grab a dictionary before you start.

crave, fantastic, nothing, time, lazy, squirm, dodge, still, nervous, authentic,
walleyed:

1. Having walleye (a form of vision disorder in which one or both eyes deviate outward.)

2. Having large staring eyes, like certain fish.

3. Having one or both eyes appearing nearly white due to white or light-colored iris, or white or opaque cornea.

Libby Temple stared out the window of her fifteenth floor office and found that she craved a lazy time.

Everything around her was in nervous motion, from the people and cars below, to the birds and clouds in the sky. Colleagues passed by her open office door--she could hear them talking to one another or humming, sighing or arguing. Any moment one of those people would dash through her door with something that needed to be done yesterday and she'd be stuck chewing on her pencil or pacing the floor while she worked on a proposal assignment that should have been handed to her last week if it were to be done properly.

Of course everyone above her would squirm and dodge responsibility if the project didn't get done. She could see her boss staring at her walleyed while she tried to explain why she was simply not able to get the proposal done to his satisfaction. He would hear what she was saying but he would not be listening. Her reasons would evolve into excuses between her lips and his mouth. He would be seeing dollar bills flying out the window and someone would have to pay! And the buck always seemed to stop in the wrong quarter--her cubicle. She was so tired of the big boys' lack of planning becoming her emergency.

How fantastic it would be to wake in the dawn, having slept soundly on a beach blanket, and spend the first few moments of the day being perfectly still, doing absolutely nothing but watch the day come to life in the rhythm of the tide. There would be no wave touting it's attributes as better than another when they were essentially the same. Everything around her would be peaceful--natural and authentic. No competition, no blame, no responsibility.

It was time for a vacation. She'd just quit. Now. She swiped the angry tears that had started, turned to grab her purse and head for the door, and practically ran into the courier. The disappointment rose in her throat and she couldn't even look at him blocking her escape. Quietly she returned to her desk, wordlessly signalling where he was to drop his package. She heard him leave, knew she needed to get busy, but all she could do was stare at the world passing by in a frenetic hurry and wonder where she would get the energy she needed to join them now.