exposed
in a crowded room
strip lights glare
row after row
no hiding place
and I can’t
even see
if it’s
raining
open-plan
exposed
in a crowded room
strip lights glare
row after row
no hiding place
and I can’t
even see
if it’s
raining
I have to say that sometimes, I crave that spotlight. And the heat. And the glare. And being up there alone. I don’t know why. I don’t know if it’s a good thing. Other times, I’ll run screaming, into the rain or any other weather.
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nice!
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That was my working environment ‘once upon a time’……you knew what the weather was like when you started but hadn’t a clue till you finished…..
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I recall working environments like that – I felt like a mole living underground, not knowing whether it was sunny or rainy, except when I ‘popped up for air’ at lunchtime or the end of the day!
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