Friday, June 26, 2009

Summertime Friday Afternoons.



Friday afternoons at the office have gone from working alone and not being able to focus, waiting, waiting, waiting, counting the seconds until i could leave and get out into the world again. Now five o'clock rolls around and Durga and I find ourselves still sitting here at six, seven, seven thirty. Today we went out for a late afternoon snack and sat under an umbrella in the sunshine. We went to the same place as yesterday, and now we know that our waiter's name is george, and we know that birds in the city have no fear, coming onto the table right between us, amongst the forks and knives and iced tea and iced coffee, taking tiny bird bites out of our pastries as we sat completely in awe unable to shoo them away. Then in the spirit of it being a little bit sunny, and the end of the week, we got limes and sol and sit at work enjoying time in the office. This place is starting to feel like home.

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