refreshing.

i work on the 7th floor of a building situated in one of the more commercial districts of the city. there are constantly people passing by on the street below, tons of street vendors selling everything from candy to acarajé to pastries to electronics to clothes, etc, and a constant, steady stream of cars and buses. the environment is very city-like - always motion, always the noise of a diesel engine or portuguese chatter, always the smell of freshly-baked pastries, always the vivid colors of fresh fruit lining the alleys and sidewalks. usually, in my office 7 floors above this commotion, i´m shut off from this until 12pm hits and hunger demands my descent.



today, however, the a/c in my office is broken. 2 entire walls of the office are composed only of windows, and they´re all open, letting in the faint sea breeze as it weaves through 2 blocks of other buildings, the smells, and the sounds of the street. today i feel like a part of the city as i sit in my cubicle 7 floors above it all, and it feels amazing.



why can´t the a/c break every day?