Restless (a class writing exercise)

Books were piled haphazardly on the night stand, ready to fall if touched. Several shirts, a skirt, and a dress lay strewn across the bed, one sandal resting nearby. The computer was on and a few programs were running; a movie partially watched, a game of solitaire just begun, a chat window open, awaiting a response. The TV glowed, sound muted, and reality show contestants bickered wordlessly. A window was cracked, warm breeze drifting in to rustle papers on the desk.