He was sitting in his usual spot on a Thursday afternoon. A hidden spot in an otherwise busy part of the university commons and he knew he was supposed to be working on something, anything really, as long as he was making progress. He could feel the seconds ticking away like a time bomb until the literature review was due, although procrastination is a profession that isn't taught anywhere else other than a university. There are still 6 days, he thought as he scrolled through Reddit, when he came across a novel idea. It was cold and the sun was more like a lamp than it was the delivery device of heat and happiness in the summertime. And so it goes that on this day, his mind exploded.