The other day I mentioned my return to the day job. I love what I do, and there are moments at work when I feel filled with actual joy. Kids can bring that out of people--even tough cases such as myself. But I've been in the above-pictured office (I also have a larger attached group room) for 10 years now, and sometimes by Spring it feels like the walls are closing in. As you can see, that is nothing but illusion; the walls are closed-in from the get-go. Sort of reminds me of my childhood bedroom--but without the big oaf a few feet away.
Thursday, August 26, 2010
The other day I mentioned my return to the day job. I love what I do, and there are moments at work when I feel filled with actual joy. Kids can bring that out of people--even tough cases such as myself. But I've been in the above-pictured office (I also have a larger attached group room) for 10 years now, and sometimes by Spring it feels like the walls are closing in. As you can see, that is nothing but illusion; the walls are closed-in from the get-go. Sort of reminds me of my childhood bedroom--but without the big oaf a few feet away.
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Let's see, the big oaf. Is it an 8-letter name and if it is, "Vanna, can you give me an M? how about an I ? ..."
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