When I graduated from college I’ll be honest, the almighty dollar was what drew me to my first job out of school.
I picked the job that paid the most and knew that was the best decision…..but I was wrong.
Within about 6 months of taking the job I was bored to literal and figurative tears. The company operated at a snail’s pace and no one was willing to teach me anything for fear they would lose their job to me.
When I moved to a different company a few years later for a tiny raise I thrived in the fast paced environment where learning was part of the culture and autonomy was the name of the game. Was my job vastly different in these two roles? Not especially. But the cultures were light years apart.
I can honestly say the environment I worked in defined my happiness.
The first time I tripped on a chemical drug I wanted to shut my eyes forever! Whenever I blinked, whenever I lowered my eyelids I saw WINDOWS. The most beautiful ornaments around them. I truly am obsessed with windows and frames. Ornaments and elegant architecture. Vienna is paradise to me. So what‘s with the windows?
I think they are a perfect metaphor for human encounters - they offer exchange and view. Inside and outside. Air and light. Temperature and scents.
And most of all: you need to get really close in order to see inside. Before you reach that closeness you only see a reflection of yourself.