of skunks and men

I was greeted by a baby skunk on my way to the office. Even their little ones are so defensive! I wonder what's like living in a constant state of defensiveness. To serve and protect that inner citadel. To skunk! Thankfully, I did preserve all my natural smells.

My card works. I get in. The elevator door is wide open. My favorite security guard is waiting for me. He informs me humidity's so substantial this early morning that you could shower in it, and he gives me a ride to my floor. I'm routine. I don't surprise anymore. No need for defensiveness.