This afternoon I was stuck in a three-hour group meeting at which there was no discernible purpose for me to attend.
Like, at all. It was on a subject that, at best, might impact my role in, say, six months. Until then, there's nothing I need to know on this topic. I even tried arguing beforehand that - given it's almost the end of the commercial year - perhaps spending the afternoon in said meeting wasn't the best use of my company time.
But nope, corporate bureaucracy dictated that everyone in the entire team had to be there, and indeed, there I sat. I said not one word during the entire session (and neither did anyone else at my level, nor any of the more junior staff, so I pretty much rest my case).
Anyway, Happy Moments, yay! So at first, I was all scowly (on the inside, that is; hopefully, it wasn't too obvious on the outside). I was sitting at the table, mechanically "hmmm-ing" from time to time, and hammering Maltesers into my mouth like they were Valium tablets. Occasionally, I'd lean forward, pretending to scrutinize something on the videoconference screen, and then nodding slowly in what I hoped was a knowing fashion.
But at some point in that long, long meeting, I somehow transcended losing the will to live.
The solution? Daydreams! And while I think all of us regularly daydream at work, I went crazy with the daydreams today. I was thinking about starting businesses, taking all sorts of trips, imagining conversations with everyone from my boyfriend to my mom to Roger Federer, and generally just going to my various different happy places.
Now, I know that we all tend to spend approximately 99% of our time either caught up in the past or imagining the future, and that we should all therefore try to spend more time in The Now. That's one of the key points behind meditation. But what about when The Now totally sucks?!? Shouldn't we all have a little safe, happy space we can escape to?
I think yes. And I certainly enjoyed my time running around that space today.