. . . couldn’t I have stayed in hiding at Hotel Monaco?
I suppose because sooner or later the bill collectors would have started calling, and by then, my employers would have replaced me, and at that point, everything would be a mess.
When put in that context, I guess it’s a good thing that I had a job to go to today.
I’m still feeling a lack of sufficient energy & time to really write a post. Seems like I’ll make it through all of holidailies without a single real essay. So it goes.