It is late Friday afternoon, and I have been forced to close the blinds to the large window in my cubicle, a vain attempt at conserving some of the precious cooled air in the office and refracting the hot light from the slowly setting sun. We still here in the office, sardonic, comment on the similarity to prison bars; we are a facetious bunch. Today has been particularly trying, for reasons that are in appropriate to delineate here. At times such as this, it is important for me to remember I am not wallowing in a pool of stagnation; sometimes, this necessitates pulling and heaving my attitude up. I have come a long way, and have a long way to continue.
In the meantime, to focus some energy on the ever transient here and now, I wish such a bold swatch of colors would be appreciated in my mundane and cautious industry; it may raise some spirits.
(image taken from Wearing the Pants)