Thinking about that buffer between work and life, it occurs to me that one of the things about working remotely is that there is no commute to help with the buffer. Don't get me wrong, I love my office. It's very comfortable, dare I say cozy, and having done four different jobs from it, it's one of the few professional constants that I've had. But part of that commute buffering for me was a whole lot of music.
I've said this before, but for a guy that doesn't play any instrument (middle school trumpet not withstanding), I hear a lot of the detail and depth in music, and I kind of wish that a desire (and lack of ADHD impairment) would have led me to learn more. Nothing makes me feel like music. It's hard to explain to people. When I am deep into a piece that I get, that makes me feel stuff, it's like I've left my body. I know that sound dramatic, but it's true.
This is why I go out for lunch so often, too. Some time in the car is time to listen. Maybe I just need to make time at the end of the work day for tunes. Last night we got into a spiral of music from our youth, and that was fun. Diana has seen some shows that I did not.
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