Do you ever have those moments in the middle of your day, when all of a sudden, Laura comes to mind?

I keep trying to work on the many pressing deliverables on my plate, but Laura keeps invading my mind.

She's settling in, getting comfortable, picking up a book and kicking her shoes off. She looks self-satisfied. She has every right to be.

I have so much work to do and even without Laura on the brain it'll be another midnight night.

Yet, here I am, unable to concentrate on this task or that, because my mind drifts, like an unmoored boat, into a sea of Laura.

Now, I'm hoping that by acknowledging what's happening and expressing myself to others who relate, I will be - at least momentarily - free.

Anyone feel me?