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The Daily Grind, Working From Home

Walking out of the gym tonight, I saw a heron flying scrunch-necked into the wind, its legs trailing behind like stockings on a laundry line. I stopped and watched until it was gone.

People dream of working from home. Trading business casual for pajamas, ditching the daily commute. It has its perks, but after a while, it can be stultifying.

Soon, you’ll find any excuse to get out of the house, even exercising. A blue bird against a blue sky is that day’s big event.

It’s almost enough to make me miss meetings. Almost.

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