Red is the colour I wear when I need warmth and colour to bleed into life at the office. When blue fluorescent lights and computer screens beg to be reminded of blood, pulsing with life and vulnerability.
Red is to humans what green is to plants. Tears makes one’s eyes turn red.
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You do red very well
I need to bring a little bit of my personality to the office.
I look at my desk - it is so bare. Apart from a few piece of paper from meetings and a notebook, there is only the generic phone-and-computer on it yet.
People grow into their desks. The guy who's been here for 25 years have sprawled all over his desk. Baseballs, stress balls, calendars, knick-knacks, a framed photo. Stacks of paper. Old memos. Radio ( how I want to smash that muzak-playing radio ) potted plant, a toy car.
I'm new. My desk is still a desk. Over time it will become my desk.
I need to bring a bit of me to the office, because this is where I am existing now. I am not the fluorescent lights and generic cube walls and identical Dell laptops in their identical Dell docking stations.
hi daar ek is baie trots op jou.ek voel ek ken jou n bietjie beter.jys my rots.
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