Forgive me Father
for I have sinned.
I have sinned of straight lines and flat roofs.
I have sinned of strip windows and free plan.
I have sinned of taking this discipline far too seriously, when everyone else around me just isn’t.
I have sinned of spending the night at the office, of staying in front of a screen for weeks,
of not speaking to anybody. I have sinned because I had a complicate relationship with a layer in Photoshop.
I have sinned of thinking the salvation of this world relies on our mice, on our shared folders and 3D models. I thought the key to success was somewhere in the server.
I have sinned because I gave up on my civil rights for the sake of design thinking that, one day, it will pay back, with credits.
I have sinned of missing the opportunity of living, because I had to find the right gradient between two hatches. Their transparency was also one of my concerns.
I have sinned of granting authority to self appointed prophets of the idea, of believing they were smart, when all they did was filling the room with their voice.
I have sinned because I failed of recognizing I was part of a show business.
I have sinned of being polite, of keeping my thoughts for myself because it was rude to disagree.
I have sinned of choosing to learn a software rather then an instrument.
And finally, I have sinned of thinking I wasn’t good enough.
I firmly intend, Father, to sin no more and to avoid whatever leads me to sin.. I think I have sometime next weekend to do my penance.
What will it be, Father?
Father, are you still there?