WFC

Some people WFH, and 99% of days I WFWork, but this morning I’m WFCoffeehouse.  It’s the perfect day to do so… my office doesn’t have a very good view of the outside world, and it’s too beautiful of a day to not enjoy the sunshine, even if it has to be through a window pane.

(Incidentally, if you urban dictionary WFW you get some interesting definitions that were news to me.)

I don’t mind my office, mostly because I don’t spend that much time in it even when I am at work.  I’m a PM, which basically means I live off my laptop and WFM (work from meetings) most of the time anyway.  I’m lucky in that I’ve got a window-by-proxy in that my office “window” (which looks into a hallway) looks directly through another office’s hallway window, and then out that real window.  So, on most days I can actually see sunlight from my seat.

WFC this morning got me thinking of the endless hours of time I spent at coffeehouses in Champaign-Urbana, and how I really miss that community.  It was more than just recognizing the regulars, because you find that pretty much anywhere if you go there enough.  But somehow I ended up meeting people at Kopi, Aroma, Green Street (now renamed to something I never remember), Paradiso, etc. that became great friends.  I could always count on running into someone that I knew when I would WFC, which I why I think I did it so much.  I miss those people, and I miss those places because of them.

Living in Capitol Hill, I think there might be a potential to establish that, which is one of the biggest attractions to living in this neighborhood.  It’s the reason I’m not likely to move away from it anytime soon.  And if I do, it would be to a place like Fremont or Ballard which have a similar feel.

I guess I just never realized how important that virtual neighborhood in CU was to me.  My city is great, and I love my neighborhood… it just hasn’t become a community to me quite yet.