Looking Out the Window

For the first time in two years, I'm staring out the window as I type.  The view isn't spectacular or amazing, but I see trees and sky.  There is natural light and I feel ... alive again.  I never realized just how depressing it is to sit in the living room and work when I can't open the blinds and I can't see natural light.  My creativity has seemed so shot - here, staring out the window at the thunder storm where the lightning is streaming out of the sky, I feel...free, I suppose.  I'm still in the same four walls, but I'm one step closer to nature while in the comfort of air conditioning *grin*.  I am, by nature, a person who should not be separated from nature.  Not really sure if everyone feels that way or not, but I know that when I can't see God's creation and the creativity He displayed in its creation, I feel stifled myself.


And so I feel as if I can be productive.  Not just in things for my job, but also for literary purposes, for musical purposes...just for any creative purpose.  No longer will I want to stay at work to get stuff done - now I'm going to want to come home and work.  What a first - I mean, I don't even have windows in my classroom *grin*.


The down side is that I am looking directly into the back windows of the house behind us.  I have this eery feeling that I'm staring into their bathroom and one day I'm going to see something that maybe I shouldn't.  If I sit just right, the windowpane keeps me from seeing into their windows - it goes straight across all windows.


Just as a side note, I'm thankful for the grant that allowed for the school to purchase laptops for everyone in the building; however, the more I work with this thing the less impressed I am with HP ProBook 4430s.  One wayward swipe and something weird happens to the keyboard.  Just sayin'... *grin*


Well, today was the first official day of school for me - it was unproductive...mostly of my own doing, I will admit.  I will blame the lack of running water and an upset stomach, however, for a lot of it because there were quite a few trips out of the building to find a working bathroom :).  More information than any of you wanted to know, I'm sure...but true none the less.  So I suppose I should get back to work.  I just had to stop and exercise my new found creativity thanks to the desk at a window in the office so that both Dear Husband (DH) and I can utilize the office even though he's at the desk where the desktop computer is.  I feel more productive already *grin*.