Something about that place

Walking back from one of my restroom jaunts I was all smiles. Wait! Before your mind goes places, it has nothing to do with anything gross. 🙂

I ran into a colleague turned good friend (Shout out to SP here!) and we ended up chatting a good 15 minutes catching up on the minutiae of my life. As I gushed unreservedly on my feelings and everything else at work, home and life in general, I was struck by how easily the words flowed, how little I held back.

Walking back I could not help wondering if being in the restroom insulated us from the outside world and made it a place where women could be just women. Talk without hesitation, share without borders. I can’t imagine telling her the things I did standing in an aisle having people walk past us.

There is something about that place. 🙂

8 comments

  1. Absolutely understand what you are saying. It is as though the iron-curtains just fall off. But it also depands on the place where you work and the kind of relationship you have built over time.

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