A warehouse space converted to an office.
Cubeville, awash in tan-wrapped fabric and an array of slightly discolored plastic trim pieces holding it tight.
A frosted skylight.
(What in the name of all that's holy made them think FROSTED was the way to go?)
No natural light.
A walk to a window in another department to see outside.
(Because standing outside the Marketing V.P.s office to see what the weather is like is such a great idea.)
A momma and two baby deer outside my bedroom window eating my "Great Expectations" hosta.
Night creatures chirping.
A gentle breeze blowing in the screens.
Greenery outside every window.
Cats and dog gathered 'round.