Out of the lab and out of my head,
I let the summer absorb me and that childish
smile come back suddenly.
Windows and computers,
Numbers and papers are like walls
in a labyrinth to my TBD destination.
Tag: walls
Low fences
The rigid walls of a predefined career
Are easy to aspire to
And reassuring when thinking about the future.
Walls that delimit a job,
That Somebody else has designed
Are very high and the missing view
Is sadly breathtaking.
Pink walls
Walls of concrete,
I despise you totally.
You are the grey background to my efforts and sweat in the lab
That kills the poetry of science and the excitement of discoveries.
I dream of you in pink
To fought the testosterone in the air
And in the organization.
Posters are my tool
To put a smile on this massive production of results.