about corridors and about spare rooms, again

I gave three week's notice of my resignation six days ago. There are eleven business days left. The corridors now seem exceptionally long, and remarkably narrow.

Once again, the spare room provides reprieve. From here, my colleagues are little more than cardboard cut-outs, appearing as they appeared to me at the very beginning of the novel, fabricated only for the purpose of elucidating some dramatic proposition.

I will have to leave the spare room soon. Hopefully there will be spare rooms at my new place of employment.