should i feel guilty that everyone is gone and i can really get lots done? is it wrong to leave work with a profound sense of accomplishment because my stack of things to do is decidedly smaller? i love to be busy, but that feeling is super-ceded by my sense fulfillment that i got something done. there are too many days when it just feels like my stacks shift places and there isn’t any closure/significant in-roads made on a project. july is a lonely time in the village of cubes, but it certainly affords many of us the time to focus on our work.
the joys of productivity