I go to my table to make the control of the projects I handle. It is, really, too quiet without the crowd. I have the luxury to savor the calmness of the situation. I feel relax.
I was too exhausted for the past few weeks attending to work and family matters and activities.
I go near the window. I am not in a hurry. I have to relax a bit. I still have an hour before this office become busy. I still have time to write this piece.
I love to stay near our office window overseeing the Ortigas skyline, the nearby buildings and the view outside. I love high, open places. It calms me. When I feel distracted, exhausted and burned out and I wanted to go far but I cannot, I can always go high.
The tall buildings nearby still hide the sunshine. I feel the faint morning breeze just by looking outside.
My gaze goes to the swimming pool on the rooftop of the lower building opposite our edifice. Sometimes, I enjoy watching the occupants of that building swimming in that swimming pool. Today, it is empty and calm and blue.
The view from our office window
I picture a bit of time off, where I could lounge there and read my favorite John Grisham novel, while sipping a drink with a paper umbrella stuck in a piece of fruit.
I stay near the window few minutes more until Carlito greets me “Irene, napakaaga mo.” I just said, “Oh, hi, good morning.” with a smile.
I go to my table to finish my work. The people are now coming.
I know it is going to be a big day, again. But I already take a halt.