I can’t relate. I’m already a thousand miles away.
I can’t blog. I have writer’s block.
I can’t concentrate. I keep watching the clock.
I can’t sleep. My mind’s been hijacked.
The days seem so long. My bags are already packed.
Mexico is waiting. My brain is already by the sea.
My tickets are in hand. My new passport is waiting for me.
Why am I still at work? I can’t stand this anticipation.
I should be on the plane. My brain is already on vacation.