Daydreaming...

There was a moment in class, where the Chef (my professor) was scolding the class.

I was wiping the counter, because of excess flour. 

Every one was running around me, it was complete chaos.
My PATE BRISEE (a pastry dough) was too dry.

And then all of a sudden, my classmate sweeping the floors stops:

"What are you smiling about?"

My favorite Billie Holiday track would best explain my smile and distant thoughts. 

The very thought of you
I forget to do
Those little ordinary things
That everyone ought to do
I'm livin' in a kind of a daydream
I'm happy as a queen
And foolish though it may seem
To me that's everything
The mere idea of you
The longing here for you
You'll never know
How slow the moments go
Till I'm near to you
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you,
The very thought of you, my love.