I've inhabited this frozen space for much of my adult life and know it well. It does feel like suspended animation. Our bodies begin to calcify. I've made a radical change in the last few months to break out of the pickling jar and it's terrifying and joyous in equal measure. Thanks for sharing this piece, though I did find it triggering ;-)
Turning office life into a horror story? Well done, and so very true. Sadly.
I've inhabited this frozen space for much of my adult life and know it well. It does feel like suspended animation. Our bodies begin to calcify. I've made a radical change in the last few months to break out of the pickling jar and it's terrifying and joyous in equal measure. Thanks for sharing this piece, though I did find it triggering ;-)
I liked this lyrical vein very much.
That was so much fun! I LOVED it! It reminded me of similar experiences in my own life - HAPPY memories!
I love this so much!
Your writing is vivid and really took me back to my desk jockey days in the corporate coalface. Keep writing, please.
Your writing is lovely and charming.
Love your writing ✍️
This was very beautiful. A lovely piece
Oh yes, very relatable, from years working at an answering service. My antidote to the ice fingers was a cup of hot tea.
You took me right back there. The grey walls and the grey carpet and the grey desks and the grey liquid that came out of the hot drinks dispenser.
Don't ever stop writing, OK?
Waiting to see what happens next on this interesting topic!