I am in an uncharacteristically chatty mood today...which is odd because I can't think of anything in particular to say. I don't really want to call anyone or make plans to see anyone, and I'm certainly not feeling any more interested in the library customers' lives than usual, but I have words---aimless and vague and exuberant---burbling in my mind. If only I didn't have to work the rest of the day: I might actually do a little writing. Perhaps I can bank this energy for a few hours and stir it back to life when I'm home again.