Everything is eerily silent… Quiet. No wind, no rain, no sound. Just me, here with my Chinese noodles and my thoughts about what’s to come.
I am sitting in the calm before the storm.
This week is my last week of being at home. My last week of having the luxury to blog whenever I want to, watch my favourite comedy – the Price is Right, sit around in my pajamas as long as I want to, or eat leftover Chinese food for breakfast.
As of Monday, it’s back to work… Back to my former corporate self. You know, the one who never eats breakfast, can’t wear cheeky logo shirts to work on a casual Friday and spends lunch hours hunched over a laptop answering emails to clients and trying to finish the quarterly review presentation in time for a two o-clock meeting.
Ahhh yes… The bad coffee, the small talk, the $0.05 words, meeting after meeting after meeting, the rush hour traffic, the cell phone bills, the “team building” events, the trips to the washroom to adjust my pantyhose… And that smell, that corporate smell that lingers in the office air.
For now, it is calm. I am still. I am mindful of breath. I am at peace.