April 8, 2001
Ambience.
Just four more days remain in my tenure at EyeWire. Last weeks anxiety has subsided and evolved into a numb state of reflection. The grey, overcast sky and the corn snow falling past the office window aren’t helping me concentrate on anything in particular. The sound of a dozen hard drives whining and the occasional whistle from the air vent above my desk are becoming a soundtrack for the backups I’m burning to disc. I listened to a voicemail message left yesterday by someone who has been a colleague of mine for the past seven years. The person said that they were going to be on vacation during my last week here and felt compelled to say something. The message said a lot of awfully nice things about what I did while I was here, and why it will be so different when I’m not. I’m not sure that I believe all of what was mentioned, but it sounded like it was true enough to them. I’m sure that if the sun were shining today, all of this wouldn’t seem nearly as surreal.
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