This afternoon has been a bit boring. There is not much work for me to do, so I was asked to walk to another building to retrieve files. My client at the moment is in an office park located in the out skirts of Pittsburgh, quite suburban. The office park is “campus” style. Little clusters of buildings spread out over about 2 square miles. Like a college campus. Sounds very institutional, doesn’t it? But it isn’t. It is so absolutely lovely. The entire “campus” is intermingled and surrounded by a nature preserve. All the paths to the different clusters of buildings on the campus are through the woods and fields of the nature preserve. It really is quite spectacular.
Needless to say, I was quite thrilled to have to go get the files, which were in another building about .30 miles away. You ask yourself, “Is she whacked? I would not want to walk .30 miles to get work files. I barely can walk 3 feet to get my printouts!” But it was an exquisite .30 miles to walk. I went passed the most stunning field of tall grass being tossed about by the spring wind. It is such an incredibly calming sound. I just closed my eyes and listened. I must have come down about 10 levels during the walk. All the calming sounds of the wind and grass, as well as the awesome sunshine, made the walk back to the office very difficult. It made me want to keep on walking and toss in the corporate world, while I lulled my days away in field. What did I have to go back to anyways - filing, reviewing tests, stabbing my eyes out with a red hot poker? I wanted to be free and run in the open field, just Laura Ingalls from the opening credits of Little House on the Prairie.
But, alas, I did return and I am so very grateful for the fifteen minutes of pure bliss and perfection. Maybe tomorrow I will have to go retrieve my favorite pencil that got left behind??? :)
Needless to say, I was quite thrilled to have to go get the files, which were in another building about .30 miles away. You ask yourself, “Is she whacked? I would not want to walk .30 miles to get work files. I barely can walk 3 feet to get my printouts!” But it was an exquisite .30 miles to walk. I went passed the most stunning field of tall grass being tossed about by the spring wind. It is such an incredibly calming sound. I just closed my eyes and listened. I must have come down about 10 levels during the walk. All the calming sounds of the wind and grass, as well as the awesome sunshine, made the walk back to the office very difficult. It made me want to keep on walking and toss in the corporate world, while I lulled my days away in field. What did I have to go back to anyways - filing, reviewing tests, stabbing my eyes out with a red hot poker? I wanted to be free and run in the open field, just Laura Ingalls from the opening credits of Little House on the Prairie.
But, alas, I did return and I am so very grateful for the fifteen minutes of pure bliss and perfection. Maybe tomorrow I will have to go retrieve my favorite pencil that got left behind??? :)
Namaste
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