Tanning in the Work Environment

What luck! To be sat beneath one of two skylights in the office, so that at precisely 12:24 of an afternoon, a heavenly luminescence spills over the lip of the transom and flows gently down onto my workdesk. And to think some invariably close the shades when the sun's in their face! Now granted, the glare does reduce my visibility to nil and a bit, meaning the only work I feel competent to do is write this. But nevertheless, I savour this half hour. A chance to lean back in my lounge chair, put the sun block on, strip down to board shorts and flip flops, and bring summertime right on into the office.

These walls can't hold me.