this morning #1075.

this morning, it was like being on a speeding train with no brakes. let me explain. from where i was sitting, there was no chance of affecting the outcome so all i could do is take a seat. sit back. try to enjoy what i assume are the final stages of the ride. hands tied & rumors afoot. i’d heard from a lil’ bird that, at 5pm, joan is going to ask us to join her in the conference room. we’ll all file in, whispering suspicions as we do. she’ll slowly shut the door. she’ll have some big news. we’ll either head home on a high or on our asses. if it’s the latter, we’ve had a hell of a run. i suppose it could be a bonus but that’s not bloody likely. joan’s not exactly known as the spokeswoman for positivity.