friday evenings in the office after 5 o'clock (usually earlier in the summers) are especially quiet. it's like a flick of a switch. absolute stillness. a sense of peace. freedom to kick off my shoes or talk aloud (yes, to myself), without looking completely looney tunes.
there's also the liberty of yelling over cubes, which some of my coworkers were doing when i walked by today. i had to chuckle because it reminded me of my old job when our group would stay late, sometimes into the wee hours of the night, to make a deadline for particularly hefty projects.
there are moments when i miss those days, but then i remind myself that i didn't want to be working all the time. yet, what was i doing at the office until 8 p.m.? sigh... i knew it would only be a matter of time. old habits die hard.
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