Ah, temp bliss. I get to enjoy the view from this this top floor office - on one side, the Boston skyline, on the other, the hills of Arlington in the distance.

I don't know that it's bad to pass the hours in tempitude. I'm used to leading amphibious lifestyles Also, isn't it romantic to toil in obscurity? And what could be more obscure than a low-level temp admin in a biotech company? It's like getting to be in an office, but not of it.

It makes me appreciate poetry all the more.