Infinite #100happydays
When I stepped into the first floor landing of our office at the start of lunch today a delicious, delicate, fresh scent was floating up from below. The scent of fresh pine. The smell of winter. I followed my nose down the stairs and into the lobby. Yup. Sure enough there was a brand new…
It’s a strange sort of purgatory-like existence being home sick when you’re still not quite well enough to return to work, but no longer sick enough to spend days in bed, slipping in and out of naps, marking the passage of time by medication schedules. I was meant to be back in work today, now…
It is clear that my intended thoughts which I began writing yesterday are not yet ready to be written down and out. It’s like… having various pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, and you know what the end image should look like, but you can’t get the pieces to fit together correctly. I guess I will need…
There’s a big project going on at work at the moment and it’s helping me to discover something about myself. Or rather, it’s helping me to crystallise something I already sort of knew but never fully bothered to explore. Sometimes I can be an IT helpdesk’s worst nightmare. Let’s be honest, if I’m calling the…
