A cat on a hot tin roof

This is where I spent a couple of lunch breaks.
On the roof of our office building is a terrace and it's quiet and peaceful.
Inside it's a subtle battlefield. Ever since the bancruptcy there is backstabbing and badmouthing going on and it's getting difficult to maintain a friendly and positive attitude.

So, I escape.
With knitting and book.
It's warm, yet breezy up there.