A Winter’s Day
It was 28th February, the last day of Winter, according to Meteorologists. There was a faint drizzle of rain and gentle breeze. My dog and I were walking across a park at 7 o’clock in the morning.
Hunched up against the elements a young guy scurried past. Very tall, anoraked and wearing tight light coloured trousers, he was a contrast with the dog walkers who are always prepared for the conditions. Most days my only thought would have reflected my sympathy for the lad as he ‘had’ to go to work, the imposition of the stark contrast to the life he may have preferred. For no obvious reason, on this occasion there was a pang of envy. Pinning down its source wasn’t easy but perhaps it came from the sense he was at the start of his career and the possibilities it offered, or the opportunity to make a difference to the lives of his colleagues and clients. I love the way my work dovetails into the rest of my life and its flexibility, so the sensation dissipated very quickly. The interesting question would be, how does the young man crossing the park feel about his employment and his employer?
More relevant to my day was the imminence of breakfast.
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