You will always find it:
Space.
Meandering
Like veins under the skin;
Joining the various limbs
In a system of interconnected pathways-
Binding.
Sustaining Life.
This is how Atom and Coco make paths for themselves, ensuring that they are in the centre of all activity.
While the probability of you walking into our office and seeing at least a handful of people surrounding Sai’s desk is high, the probability of you seeing little incisions and elongated corridors stretching between the seats chosen by the people that form this organisation, irrespective of whether or not we’re in a meeting are even higher.
They sprawl on the floor: snoozing, nibbling, yawning or even walking around, sometimes constantly fishing for attention. And that’s one of the things that binds us as an office- this shared love for these sweet creatures and the energy that we draw from them, the quick breaks we take to laugh at their sleep poses and of course, the annoyance we feign when they’re being too needy.
The space they’ve barged into and hollowed out for themselves seems pretty permanent- evident in the literal and figurative sense; in the space we spend our entire day in and in the crevices of each of our minds.
Gushing about them to whoever I meet is almost a predictable part of my routine and so obviously, you, my reader, will not be spared.
Hoping you don’t mind it,
Namitha.
Space.
Meandering
Like veins under the skin;
Joining the various limbs
In a system of interconnected pathways-
Binding.
Sustaining Life.
This is how Atom and Coco make paths for themselves, ensuring that they are in the centre of all activity.
While the probability of you walking into our office and seeing at least a handful of people surrounding Sai’s desk is high, the probability of you seeing little incisions and elongated corridors stretching between the seats chosen by the people that form this organisation, irrespective of whether or not we’re in a meeting are even higher.
They sprawl on the floor: snoozing, nibbling, yawning or even walking around, sometimes constantly fishing for attention. And that’s one of the things that binds us as an office- this shared love for these sweet creatures and the energy that we draw from them, the quick breaks we take to laugh at their sleep poses and of course, the annoyance we feign when they’re being too needy.
The space they’ve barged into and hollowed out for themselves seems pretty permanent- evident in the literal and figurative sense; in the space we spend our entire day in and in the crevices of each of our minds.
Gushing about them to whoever I meet is almost a predictable part of my routine and so obviously, you, my reader, will not be spared.
Hoping you don’t mind it,
Namitha.