Tribute to the "Thinking Room"
It's my little escape hatch, the "panic room" in my office.
Very necessary when I spend the bulk of my existence - and where the bulk of my stress comes from as well.
Sometimes it's where I catch my breath, hold my composure, pull myself together... and touch up my makeup/check my outfit for kinks...
Yeah, you guessed right. It's one of the cubicles in the toilet.
In fact it's the one at the end, the biggest cubicle with the biggest mirror you ever saw.
Space for the, ahem, necessary bodily functions; space for hanging clothes and bags and doing makeup and such; space for thinking without feeling claustrophobic, space to just be left alone.
I usually play a game on the DS in there, but recently I've moved back to the Sudoku because it's much faster to finish and less of a distraction than an aid for focus.
I'm in there before a big meeting (getting my thoughts organized, pulling myself together, checking my makeup and hair); before the shows (same thing, more focus on makeup and hair); and as of late... a place to put my negative thoughts onto paper so I don't say or do anything that I will regret.
LOTS of vents.
Which I figure I'll put in here eventually.
But now I gotta get home, chill out and prep for a LONG day tomoro.
LOOONG DAY. Of being perky and energetic and fun and happy in the hot hot hot hot outdoor sun. And sensory overload with music screaming from all speakers.
Ah. Sure my job is "technically" easy. But no one said it's not work as well. I love it but heck it's still tiring laaa. Especially when I've had 3 hours sleep on average this week.
Talk about things we do to make money. Heheh.
11:38 PM
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