This was a weird beginning of the week. Maybe due to the fact that I was going to Spain on Thursday (tomorrow) and that I felt already in holidays… I hadn’t any desire or will to work. I managed to create peaceful activities and stretch my lunch breaks 
I read some articles about photography, I read manuals and I practiced a lot with my alternates selves 
all these aspects.
Yesterday, I was told that I had to attend a presentation on Thursday and on Friday… Well I reminded them gently that I would not be able to do so, being in Spain… They seemed surprised and I told her that I had already told that to the big boss a few weeks ago. Something he had conveniently disposed of apparently… It was another peaceful activity and something that helped me end the day earlier today.
This presentation was like a hallucination, I was in another world, not mine. There were 3 guys, the people doing the presentation and myself… one had to left earlier because he had an appointment with his doctor, another had to leave also earlier because he wasn’t normally working today, and anyway he wouldn’t come the next days of the presentation because he was a student and he had obligations… The third man was leaving this job in 1 or 2 weeks… what was the point of his being there?
He was kind of the most interesting of the 4. I talked with him a little and he told me about his dreams, about his operation of the brain in 2 weeks and so on. All he wanted was to do a job without responsibilities, a movie projectionist… he would be able to play video games, use his laptop and many many things like that.
I was feeling myself a stranger in this world. Not really knowing why, but mainly because their preoccupations were completely different from mines… their points of reference were like some of my early life as a student, when I was totally unclear about my preferences, my desires, what I wanted to do or explore. Their work place was old and dirty, but there was this cozy feeling coming from them, they were in a place they were comfortable with, they were knowing it and it was their habit.
From me, I was feeling a bit sick, I knew I couldn’t stay much longer in that place without being depressed. It was like giving up life, giving up responsibility of my own life, doing repetitive and meaningless actions, in contact with people I’d never see or hear from again.
I eventually got out of all that. The meeting ended earlier than what was planned. Hopefully
The people who had sent me there wanted a report. I called them and told them about a few details I had noticed there, but my mind was already in Spain.
I’m completely out of my work aspect now and I’m quite pleased with it.
Recent impressions