here in the outer office we’re used to all sorts of weird noises coming from the ceiling and the furnace/ac unit which is perched right outside our door. we’re used to the screeching noise like a car peeling out that usually accompanies the roar of the blower coming to life, pushing air through the 2 foot wide pipes that hang over our heads. we’re even used to the banging from the workman crawling around in the access space above the women’s bathroom (right next door).

but today.

today there was no screech just a sudden accelerating rush of air that sounds sort of like when you sit with your head pressed against a furnace or maybe you sit under a waterfall. louder. and louder.

and then kate noticed it. the smell. the burning carpet chemical toxic smell that even as i sit here is getting stronger.