eyes transfixed to the monitor in front, chugging along to complete the job in hand ‘packaging & integration’, with quite a bit of work lined up for the day after ‘packaging & integration’ is done.
As soon as ‘packaging & integration’ is done, i look out the window. Looking at the autumn colors. The graveyard, the city in front of me, draped in shades of yellow and orange overlooked by sky blue.
Starring at the world outside, i realize how lost i am in the cubicle around me. i am more at home in the outside world than sitting in between the walls in this cubicle. This thought keeps striking me daily or when ever i look out. The feeling, of being out of sorts or out of place in the closed environment is not new.
i lower my sights and get back to the monitor, i occupy myself with something for the next 1 hour. 1 hour later, the cycle restarts. I gaze out, feel out of sorts and spend 10 odd minutes wondering about it all, and start all over again. This routine goes on till the evening.
As the sun sets, i start from office. After having had enough clicks of the sun, reinvigorated and all charged up i head back home. Only for this daily cycle to start all over again tomorrow.
