I realize I just posted, but I've got more to say. And I felt like this post wasn't quite tangental, and deserved its own title and section. So here I am. Rambling. But really, I do have more to say. I'm sitting at my desk, slowly devouring a red velvet cupcake and listening to the chatter in the office. That's one thing I love about ANW. There are moments of silence, when all you can hear are fingers working quickly on keyboards. Then the mailman enters and the office fills with lively chatter. Then silence. Then a side conversation about something that happened over the weekend, that somehow, always seems to relate to what is going on in the office. It's a systematic ebb and flow that is completely natural.
The people here want to know about each other, outside of the context of work. No wonder I felt so welcomed right away. Yes, I am an intern. But I don't necessarily feel like my idea of an intern. Sure I run errands. But I also have a voice and opinions that are acknowledged. And the people I work with are so passionate about what they do. The energy (even in silence) is always eager and pushing forward. That's the kind of energy that I think a non-profit craves, because times can get really tough.
Well. There's my redvelvetcupcakeinduced ramble. And scene.
ANWintern.
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