If someone is to ask me what are the main differences between working in my current team and my old team – besides the people in my current team are super nice, helpful and supportive – would be that in my current job, I speak a lot. Throughout the day, I talk to a lot of people. Meetings. One-on-one. Random catch-ups pondering upon work and life in general. Casual meet-ups – coffee, lunch, etc. Phone calls. More phone calls. I hardly have the time to sit at my desk for long. To stay quiet doing my work could only happen after eight or nine in the evening. Even so, someone may also be in the office at those late evening hours. Two tired souls seeking solitude from one and other.
At times I think I’m talking too much. At times I am tired of talking, tired of hearing my own voice.
That’s why I treasure those quiet moments when I take a train to work – alone – with my Spotify. That’s why I treasure those quiet moments walking side-by-side with my wife, hand-in-hand as I enjoy her presence. Or as I quietly blog here at home, in my study room as my wife is playing Diablo 3, solo.
There is a slight problem with this picture though, is that my wife would very much prefer us to talk.
We talk, of course. Just not enough perhaps from her perspective. I think there is an overall bandwidth for our brains to facilitate oral communication. When I am talking too much at work, I am not talking enough outside work.
Work. Life. Imbalance.