I am sitting at my desk. I am sleepy and there are no windows and it is hot and there is a smell of disinfectant coming through the door which is propped open with a thin plywood board of about A3 size. I trip over the board sometimes when I get up to use the bathroom or get a drink of water. I refill my 500ml water bottle from the tap a couple of times a day, on average. I am pretty much allowed to come and go as I please as long as I always come back when I go. And don't go for too long. I want to sleep on my desk, or under my desk. Or in my drawer. I want to curl up really small and sleep in a suspension file. If I put sunglasses on and make typing noises on my keyboard I wonder if I could have a little secret sleep. For some reason I am thinking about the boy that put two pencils up his nose in the exam and slammed his head on the desk, and the pencils shot into his brain and he died. I wonder if this ever actually happened. I am thinking about exams. I don't miss doing exams. I wonder if I'll ever do another exam. There is a bee in the end cubicle in the ladies' toilet. It has been there for ages, nearly a week. The window is open at the top. I don't know why it hasn't managed to get out. Maybe it has, and has come back in. Maybe it likes it in the end ladies' cubicle. Who knows? I have taken off my shoes. There is a miniature silver bicycle on the top of the speaker next to my computer, small enough to fit inside an old film canister. It is mine. I bought it from a man outside a pub in Dublin for three Euro. I brought it over the sea in an aeroplane and brought it to work and took it out of the canister and put it on top of the speaker. There is an open bag of water balloons in my pen holder. I can't remember where I got them, or why, and why they are open. I am worried. There is an almost empty tube of hand cream that I don't want to throw away because it is posh and a nail file that is pink with spots and isn't. It is a 'Claire's Accessories' kind of nail file. I might have got it in Claire's Accessories. I haven't been in Claire's Accessories for about six years. I am thinking about glittery Stetson hats and fairy wands and plastic hair extensions that look a bit like kippers in cellophane now. There is a stapler on my desk and a mobile phone that is mine and the last phone call made on it was to the vet and it was good news because the rabbit didn't need an anaesthetic. Rabbit anaesthetics are expensive so this is a relief. The mug on my desk is white and a bit tulip-shaped and has 'The Guardian' and 'The Observer' written on it in black and inside it is a paper coffee cup, used.