It’s here and flowers are just bursting out everywhere. I couldn’t be more thrilled and throughout this past week I would escape my desk to walk outside and take it all in. Breathe with deep breaths like I do in yoga. It was a rough week at work. A client says they aren’t wrong even though the evidence says otherwise. On Friday, I was on a conference call where the client had mastered the art of silent pauses. They were deafening and laced with threats. We all just sat there with no one saying a word and yet somehow we felt his fury. I imagined Hitchcock editing these moments with dramatic music. When my associate and I hung up from the group meeting, we called each another.
“That was horrible!”
“I feel like we were just slaughtered.”
“Now what do we do?”
Even though my head was pounding, I couldn’t help but admire the way this client was able to convey so much by saying nothing at all.
I walked around the West Village this morning taking photographs and running errands. Admittedly, the errand part wasn’t as successful. I leave tomorrow for my moment at the spa and then a trade show. I am excited beyond measure. My cameras are packed!
It’s Mother’s Day and I wish those who are a happy day. For me, this day is one when I must dine on memories.