One of the things that really appealed to me about my current job is the print-centric nature of it. I have been doing too much work in the past few years that was web-centric, and my roots are most certainly in print.
Earlier this week, I had to attend a press check at a print house for some work-related materials. Call me weird, but I really enjoyed the experience.
Mind you, it’s been many years since I’ve been in a print house, surrounded by these massive presses churning out materials at high speed. I used to work at a magazine publisher back in HI, which was conveniently located upstairs from our print house, so I would do press checks all the time. But that was many many moons ago.
There’s something about the smell of the papers & inks, and the droning sounds of the machines made me feel like I was in my element again. The whole experience engaged my senses and I guess it brought back a lot of memories of my work in the printing industry.
A seemingly mundane work task ended up being a walk down memory lane and made me feel like I was really in the right job for me.
Or perhaps the ink fumes were making me high. *koff*
Ahh. I am home. 
