Hallways

I like sitting inside things. The other day at work, for example, I sat inside an empty room and examined the spot where a wall meets the ceiling. It was gorgeous--such a perfect meeting of two things. I got to thinking how well insulated the wall must be, why the planners decided on beige, whether I was the only one to ever love this wall. On the other side of the wall is a hallway with slightly curved walls, curved in such a way that a person standing at one end of the hallway is prevented--by the south wall--from seeing someone at the other end of the hallway. This hallway is also a nice place to sit. I'm so glad to have things to sit inside of, and to be here to do the sitting.

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