There are days when nobody sees you. Nobody shows up and you’re not needed. You spend the hour talking to your co-worker about comic books because the personal questions get too close to the hotel he’s trying to move out of, and how do you like that drawing of bees posted with a green thumb tack to the bulletin board. One option is to push against the hard spots. Like leaning against a lone tree in a wide open field, the comfort of its shade keeps things fixed perspective.