I hide in the bathroom sometimes.
I mean, I go to get business done and then I just linger in the stall for a few blissful, silent moments.
It's the only quiet moment I get all day long.
I come back to my desk, and the phone rings, folks are lined up with questions, the in box dings every three minutes, and I feel scattered.
But it's so quiet in the Ladies Room. So, so quiet.
My coworkers must think I have a spastic colon.
I can live with that.
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