I stood on the edge of the sidewalk next to the Boston Public Library, just in front of the Copley inbound station. I was stilled by the scene ahead of me.

Unlike every other time in Boston, I had no need to check my map. The interview was in one of the top floors of the John Hancock building. Although the skyscraper looked to camouflaged into the sky, it was still slightly obvious how to get there. Even I shouldn’t get lost.

I crossed Boylston and stopped again to admire the water fountain, the tortoise and hare statues, and the gothic-looking Trinity Church. I turned right, running cross St. James.

Outside, on the triangular sidewalk in front of the giant glass monolith, I stopped to stare straight up, startled that it was only 60 stories high. It seemed prepared to touch the clouds themselves.

I tried to figure out where I would be inside, and what I would see from the office windows. That alone will make me nervous.

I inhaled, gathering courage, and started for the door.