Like many, I spend most of my time at the office. As a writer, my time is allocated to the desk where I practice my typing skills. Sitting before a computer screen all day has its advantages; like driving, however, one has to be attuned to scenery to enjoy it for long periods of time. My computer whirs quietly like the constant hum of the wheels on the pavement. Chatter down the aisle replaces the activity of city traffic. The cleaning crew blows past like 18 wheelers stirring everything in their wake…chairs, trash cans, people, dust. Aside from my fingers, I can remain motionless for hours at a time as I constantly glance over the peaks and valleys of sans serif. Though the text may always be black and white here at the office, color arises through the words themselves.