Laura used to work on the same floor as me.
We never interacted at work, but we were often in the vicinity of one another.
Some days I would sit and listen as she entertained her co-workers on the other side of the cubicle wall. Often times lauging with them because I knew “the rest of the story” or just laughing because anyone who’s met her knows how entertaining she can be.
But now, her job has moved locations and I feel somewhat emptier at work. I never really realized just how much I had gotten use to her presence. Knowing that at anytime if I needed her I could break the vow of secrecy and go to her.
Its not a terribly sad situation, I’ll admit, people obviously have bigger problems they deal with, but it’s noticable and has an effect.
In addition to my Lauralessness at work, I think I have a touch of the post holiday season blues. No more presents, far less parties, and months of the grindstone ahead.
It’s all left me a little bit depressed. Sigh…