Sunday, March 25, 2018
So. It’s been five months since I was told four months of my work was being flushed down the toilet. I’ve just learn that some aspect of my work actually bore fruit to the tune of several hundred thousand dollars.
This is a win by any measure.
So why doesn’t it feel like one?
Win… lose… it’s all the same.
It’s just as well my mad face and my happy face are one and the same…?