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On Patience

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We’ve been doing some remodeling here at The Daily Sentinel. For weeks it smelled like paint, glue, dust and other stuff nobody really wanted to think about as workers tore out walls, carpet, vinyl and plumbing. It was a pretty nice face lift when all was said and done. It was amazing to see how much usable new “office” space was carved out. New furniture was rolled in and put together and old furniture was up for grabs. Friendly squabbles broke out over who got a new bulletin board and who had to go without. The dust has pretty much settled now but there are odd arrangements around of extra file cabinets, chairs and such. Walking past the graphic artist gulag the other day, I noticed this: waiting%20area.jpg I don’t know why, but it has completely captivated me. It’s kind of like our own version of Andy Warhol’s Campbell Soup painting. It has existentialist overtones. It’s strikingly hopeful and hopeless at the same time. Half empty and half full. Wait here for what? How long do I have to wait? Will it be worth waiting for, whatever it is? When will I know I’ve waited long enough? I love that there’s a nice chair there, and the sign says “please”. Since the picture was taken, the graphic artists have added some magazines to the rack. A homey, thoughtful gesture for people who are “waiting”. When I walked by this morning I noticed that someone had moved the chair, and it quite upset me. Sensing my distress (mostly because I was very vocal about it), K-Lo quickly found the chair and relocated it to the Waiting Area. If you remember, we had popcorn kernels that were here for days! I’m not sure how long the Waiting Area will be with us. I guess we’ll have to wait and see.