Tucked away in one of those glazed windowed floor is my wee seat. The seat were I get work done each day. Surrounded by fellow workers, to all sides, and floors both above and below. We take our turns picking tunes for the office Spotify channel, share hints and tips on how to apply the latest in data-driven 'hings... pondering our navels in moments of peace.
I think we live for those moments. Despite the danger that each one could be another filled with millennial tendencies. That is, oodles of thoughts of existential dread. Because, on the odd occasion, those moments are actually accompanied by bliss.