O hai, look, i made a post

Had a dream which I’m sure was the result of reading entries in f my life, pressure to meet my minimum requirements for the month, previous experience with being laid off, and general fear about what I’m supposed to do career-wise. In it, there was a meeting about me where upon it was decided I’d have to go. Not for any particular reason, just someone had to go, and that it’d be me. I received the news on a neon magenta Post It note affixed to a manila folder. Had to clear off my book shelf and pack up my socks.

 

Yep. That about sums things up.