Aimless Tangents

This was originally written on Wednesday.

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I began my work day today among the clouds.  Or so it felt.  I work on the sixth floor of an eighteen story building (not counting basement levels) downtown.  Because I’m very low on the totem pole I do not have a desk anywhere near a window, but the files stored on our floor have beautiful views of downtown.  I frequently look out onto the world to enjoy the view.

This morning the world was wrapped up tightly in a blanket of soft gray.  I could barely see the top deck of the parking garage or other buildings that are nearby.  The world felt small, insulated, quiet. 

And then my imagination kicked in.  What is lurking off out of view?  Yes, intellectually I know that there is a house on the corner and that shapeless lump is probably their trash can left out from yesterdays pick up schedule.  But what if it is something more?  What if, knowing that the humans with their poor eyesight cannot see clearly in such a dense fog, other more fantastical beasts come out to play in the just above freezing cloud that is hugging the ground this morning?

What if there are fairies like in Fantasia, lightly skimming along and bringing the frost with them?  What if woodland elves are dancing unseen close by, shrouded by the fog?  What would happen if I caught a glimpse of this hidden world?

Such thoughts brought a peaceful, wonder-filled smile to my face this morning even as I headed downtown to a world surrounded by concrete, glass, and metal.  I’m 31 now and find great comfort in being able to still imagine the magic that the world holds.

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