Back to work
Find your purpose, they said. Move towards joy, with love. Or love, with joy. Mebbe. Logging on after holidays. Keen as custard. Lovely colleagues, at least. There might be cake. Or the hours will pass quickly. Password puzzle. Which one is it? Who to call? Yeah, just a little re-set from the perky IT guy. Hardly hurt at all. Inboxed and out for the count 1, 2, 3, 4 hundred. How can so many words have arrived, just for little me? Meetings. Who are these people? What do I do? My purpose today is working out what my job is?
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