January 10, 2013
I have a new office now, an off-campus one. And the best thing about it, other than having lots of space, sunshine, and the shopping mall with restaurant options nearby is, parking is free and I can drive to work. Don’t get me wrong, I have never hated taking the bus. In sunshine and cold and rain, I have waited for the bus for the last 2.5 years here, with my satchel and books and coat and food dabba. I have made acquaintances in the bus, and some of them take the same bus at the same time with the amazing predictability. These are people I nod and smile at everyday, without knowing who they are. But taking the car gives me a pseudo sense of happiness that this is my job life, and not my student life. I no longer have to wait for the bus. I can carry as many things as I want to without having to plan. So I set out in the mornings, throw my bags in the car, switch on some radio station, and drive away nodding my head to music. I used to do that when I worked in Seattle, I even sipped a cuppa mocha from Starbucks some days. Now I am trying to give up caffeine and save for the rainy day, hence the coffee is gone. Once there, I park my car, spring up to the lobby, take the elevator upstairs, and get to my office, all in a span of less than 10 minutes. It’s all new and exciting now, I am sure it will all fade with time. Earlier, my office was in the middle of the building, with no windows. Now, I have a big window overlooking the street, and I can look at the bare tree trunks and the winding roads in the winter. It’s amazing, how much thrill a little bit of change once in a while brings you.