Starbucks

I'm currently sitting in a Starbucks at Long Beach State Library waiting for Richelle to finish her search for articles on I'm-afraid-to-ask. She's in an Education master's program right now and she's been asking me to do her favors like reading the articles out loud to her while she drives. Every time, I have to fight the same compulsion to throw myself from the car while it's still moving at low speeds. I guess I have the same reaction to all scholarly journals. The voices in my head start interrupting me within the first few sentences and asking me how it's possible that people can spend the amounts of time they do completing works such as these. This, of course, makes it impossible for me to finish reading even the first paragraph because I start trying to answer those voices and the engaging conversation keeps me from moving on.