A cool, cool evening

I am beginning to hate the air conditioned aseptic nature of a 12 hour shift on intensive care. Suddenly the unit feels rather small, oppressive and claustrophobic and I know this is happening more and more as I get used to working outside the majority of the time. Tonight I stood in the field like Tim Robins soaking up the rain in The Shawshank Redemption and the cool, slightly wet evening air was lovely after the sterility of hospital.