Lately, I feel like I’m missing the days that we all used to hustle into crowded elevators and stare up at the ceiling. Or down at our feet. Or maybe–just maybe–smile at the others around us and say something completely unimportant like, boy it’s hot out there, or this elevator is always so darn slow!
I’m missing the days that I would pass a colleague on the street at lunchtime and say hi, and I wouldn’t have to get her attention to do it.
I’m missing the days that I would wait for my coffee by reading the menu or thinking about the day ahead or just daydreaming out the window.
I’m missing the days that we couldn’t check email from the playground or the dinner table or the dentist office chair, and so we didn’t even miss it.
I’m also missing the light brown M&Ms lately. No good reason. But there were never more than 2 in the whole bag and it somehow made them more special.