Conversation is one of the gifts of being human. I love not only language and its nuances, I love the various forms of communication and expression. I think human communication is a privilege of our species. Today was a lovely example of this, and, specifically, of enjoying the social aspects of the work environment.
I’ve never really enjoyed isolation. In fact, if I have to stay in all day, it drives me crazy. I always feel like I need to get out. I need to see people. I need to converse. While going through treatment, though, some days I do spend my entire time inside. Even when that’s physically required, psychologically I still fight the idea of it.
Today was like being set free. For some reason, being around my office and with my coworkers was overwhelmingly delightful. It didn’t have anything to do with what we discussed or what we accomplished with the conversations. It mattered that I’m fortunate to be in an environment with people who are not just amazingly supportive but sensitive and fun. The jokes, the teasing, the greetings made me feel so refreshed that, even though I was exhausted by the end of the day, as usual, I went home feeling grateful to have the kind of job I do and to be able to work with the people in my environment. I feel blessed.
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