Not Needing a Meeting, Daily 31

31. Some work day mornings just fill with sour time. The evenness of the florescent lights is annoying I see all the familiar faces hating every moment along with me. A department meeting, how horrifying. The common voices outlining choices--that have nothing to do with you Blacken and blue, I must stomach this painful gathering of shrews A pressured push in the brain To not let this poison my day I rely on pleasant memories to carry me away: The last cherished talk, the phone message from a friend. I really can’t wait for this meeting to end. Now my agitation has been noticed. I am not paying attention--thinking about folly and Ben. The expression on my face shows rejection Can she see my recollection of the last time we met? Crap now I am found out; she must be judging what my whole life is about. Turn toward her stare, show sincerity and care Easy now tiger-- and smile--give the moment awhile. Save face, my Japanese ancestors would say. I am disciplined, this is work--not time to play. Don’t let distraction make you her prey.