Burt Brain - Short Story

Really great Short Story. the descriptions are so colorful and so spot on, youcan picture the whole scene right down to the plugged in phone on the bedside table. I love Burt's attitude of defiant relaxation. It's a little sweet, a little sad and a little funny-the perfect balance
There’s no sound on earth quite like a bird flying into a sliding glass door.
After a few unsuccessful attempts to eradicate the stain, Burt noticed with a satisfied pursing of his lips, that the warmth of the spilled coffee almost felt good on his thighs.
Had a bird flown into the sliding glass door a few days earlier, Burt might have spilled coffee on his laptop or phone as he skimmed through manuscripts and client emails at the kitchen table.
But Burt had sent off his last round of edits on Monday and he wasn’t planning to log on for any new assignments or updates until this next week, at the earliest.

"Burt mentally congratulated himself on his "work-life balance.
As far as Burt was concerned, the best week of the year was the four days from December 26th to Dec 30th.
Burt glanced at the sliding glass door for signs of damage, not expecting to find any, and was surprised to see a single feather stuck to the glass.
Burt looked down to see the owner of the feather.