Crack-House

Early morning, I am sitting in the usual place among mid-week meeting attendees. My attitude was that of a man who had nothing to lose; my attention span was that of a disinterested child while hiding behind my smart-phone. The discussions often digressed as my sarcasm found opportunities to interject itself. I soon lost myself in the chatter; staring out of the conference room window, noticing small groups … Continue reading Crack-House