The unruly brain and bad habits of a writer, artist, and grilled cheese sandwich-enthusiast.
There are some when, well… when you just have to sing out a certain Disney song.
Charles Lewis III, liberated from the proverbial last straw.
“No man likes to acknowledge that he has made a mistake in the choice of his profession, and every man, worthy of the name, will row long against wind and tide before he allows himself to cry out, ‘I am baffled!’ and submits to be floated passively back to land.”
– Charlotte Brontë, The Professor
I knew what it was about before I even opened the e-mail. We’d just had a meeting the week before and now I was being asked to attend another one right out of the blue. Just the tone of the words “Can you come in on Monday?” barely concealed the impression that my instincts had already picked up. I read it and thought myself “I’m clearly about to get fired.”
It’s not a new experience for me. Over the course of my life, it was inevitable…
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