Peaceful

The minute I walk out the door and into the courtyard, I feel relaxed and at peace. It is a perfect day outside, and this, I think, although it’s where my office resides, is the perfect spot to spend the perfect day. The sun is shining after days and days of rain, there is a slight breeze that remains the same temperature as the air around it, and it is the fifth day of April. Finally! Daylight will not fade, now, until 8pm or so and the days will get more and more beautiful, just like this one. I attempt not to get to euphoric by reminding myself, during my casual stroll past the fountain and the swaying trees, that I am working today. This is merely a happy coincidence that I have been sent on an errand, through the courtyard, on such a delightful day. Most of the days I have errands are cold and wet and rainy. But this day, I am happy to oblige my boss.

I walk past the gardeners and think what a great job they do on the landscaping and maintenance of the lawns and greenery. They smile as I pass, and I somehow manage to tune out the sound of their lawnmowers and weed whackers. I wonder how such a beautifully serene place as this could be as ignored as it is, recalling only have seen four or five people, at most, stroll through the park in the eight months I’ve had the office park view. I collect my thoughts and deliver the package I was given, feeling like I should have taken longer to cross the complex pathways. Half of my journey is over and I sigh at the thought of going back to my desk for the next three hours. I decide to take my time on the return trip, so I saunter past the shady trees and take the long way around past the fountain, where I stop and stare for a moment. I wish I had my camera, I think; I haven’t had inspiration like this in a long time. I let the sun warm my face and realize that my boss will be back from lunch by now. I walk away from the fountain, and let myself feel at peace once more before I return to my little office with the park view.