Jinked

So, work today was nice. Laid back. I’m opening up and the people around me are opening up, which is exactly what I needed. Maybe the storm brought us together. It’s what I missed most about working in an office: the random noise of other people.

I’ve been a part of open concept spaces for over half my life. Most of my middle school was open concept. I went to Lowell high school which, before its renovation, was notorious for its extreme open concept design. No walls. No windows. Round classroom areas called “pods.” Hellish but also exciting. If I didn’t like the class I was in, I could always listen to the classes on either side of me. I was always learning.

My first office job out of college threw me on one floor with about thirty other people. No walls to speak of and our cubicles were things we called “waves”. You sat right next to others, three on a side. Six in total. I liked all the open space though. I love sitting at my desk and turning ever-so-slightly, seeing someone else hard at work. I like the chatter. I like the noise. The music. The laughter. Some may find it annoying, a distraction, but I need it.

Maybe it’s reminder that I’m not alone, that no matter what sort of trouble I’m having there is someone just a glance away who can help. It makes me feel safe and secure and loved.

When the storm subsided, I came home and wrote for an hour. Well, it wasn’t writing. Mainly editing. But still, it was something productive with words. I’ve been having some problems lately getting things out that I want to say. It doesn’t help I have these strange music videos playing in my head all the time. It’s a shame I don’t have a decent video camera and models at my disposal.

I could make some cracked shit, for sure.