I am restless tonight. Can’t tell you why. Lots of pacing. Lots of getting up for no good reason. Thankfully this easy weather makes my moment-to-moment presence less critical.
I just walked across the newsroom to our third floor patio. It’s a designated smoking area, but there’s no one there this time of night.
It’s a pretty cool perch. Look down to see fairly active railroad tracks. Look straight ahead and Hartford’s skyline (sorry New Haven – on this one you lose) fills the view. Broad Street is directly below. A slight turn left reveals I-84.
It’s still a little chilly for a long stay. Within the next month I’ll start going out there nearly every night.
To entice potential employees companies often mention fringe benefits and extras. No one mentioned this. It’s a bonus.