There I was in a fish-bowl like meeting room on a late Monday morning. 5 blokes and a lady. 4 Caucasians, 1 central Asian and 2 Asians. Air-conditioning whirring away as we look at a document handed out at the start of the meeting.
The discussion picked up and the subject matter (reinsurance) soon proved too inappropriate for a Monday morning. The convenor was on to it and tried hard to hurry things up.
Every now and then a quiet moment creeps in while everyone ponders over a point, and the whirring of the air-conditioner takes over.
It is during one of those moments I allow myself to reflect a little. My sentiments seesaw between gratitude and restlessness. I am deeply grateful for the opportunity to be involved (regardless of the significance of such involvement) in corporate business proceedings in Melbourne. My gratitude however, is constantly peppered with thoughts of wanting to do something with a more direct impact on lives.
The creeping desire to do something different is making me just a touch restless. The whirring of the air conditioning unit however, has reminded me that I am indeed at a seesawing state, because Mondayitis notwithstanding, I actually still do enjoy the work I do.
Ante 