I have been so blessed over the course of my life to have
good jobs. The one I have now comes complete with a walled office, door, and
two large windows that overlook the state employees’ credit union here in the
city. I am very pleased with this circumstance, which leaves little room for
complaint aside from the cold air that permeates the windows in the winter. I
have an L-shaped desk, cushy rolling chair, two large computer monitors atop a
VariDesk that allows me the option to sit or stand throughout the day, and a
nice mat to stand on while I work. So how could there possibly be a downside,
right?
Well, as I looked around today inside and outside of my
office, I realized that I have all the comforts of home right here at my
fingertips. I have my diplomas on the wall, a ‘struggling’ kolanchoe plant in
my windowsill, an electric pitcher to heat water, a jar of Folger’s, a coffee
cup, and a snack basket. I can walk three doors down and refrigerate my lunch
or heat it in the microwave. Really nice! Finally, I have a large (printed)
painting on the wall that reminds me of the Tuscan countryside. I like it
because it relaxes me to think of walking there. Hmmm. Still not seeing it, are
you?
Then, as I turn around in my cushy chair, I see a harsher
reality. A tall bookcase filled with white-vinyl binders reminds me that there
are a great many documents that need to be scanned and disposed of, my filing
cabinet needs to be culled and updated, and visitors’ chairs around a table
remind me that my luxurious accommodations can be invaded at any moment by
friend or foe. The phone on my desk stays quite busy, too, for both incoming
and outgoing calls. My computer monitors beep, buzz, and belch out more work by
the hour. Here in my little microcosm (a world in miniature) I can sit (or
stand) for 8, 10, 12, or 14 hours a day and have very little need for anything
additional.
Therein lies the problem! I can spend massive amounts of
time working – and can actually sit at my desk and watch the world pass me by!
The busy credit union next door teems with vehicles from morning to night, and
the five-lane highway in front of it is constantly filled with people coming
and going. Season after season I watch the trees bud and fade – and long to
feel the gentle breeze that makes them sway. I watch the squirrels hop from
branch to branch and wonder what it’s like to soar through the air in what
appears to me precarious motion. The windows don’t yield, but stand like solid
objects in front of my path. The mini-blinds sit like prison bars, blocking me
from freedom and life on the outside.
So, you see, there is a downside to having office windows.
Despite the natural light they give, they are also a constant reminder that
freedom can only be seen – and seldom tasted.
I hope you will soon have more time to spend pursing your creative interests including writing. You are very gifted. I know you are valued at your job but the world out that window needs you too.
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