It's odd to be on the outside looking in, but here I am. No more 1500+ emails to attend to, no more deadlines (for the moment), no more wondering how to reconcile this and that and come up with the definitive article on a subject we've been through time and again. And no more readers, for the moment. That may be the hardest part.
It is odd -- a bit like the old play "Six Characters In Search of an Author," except this time it's an author in search of an audience.
Tomorrow everyone will be back to work, and the burden on those who remain will be even greater than it was before. That's not a pretty thought. And yet, I can no longer begin to help solve it.
The latest issue arrived just before I departed, and it's mighty thin. No wonder that they're cutting back. Sad, but... Meanwhile, I'm looking ahead, at diverging roads.
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