It was almost 90 degrees on Sunday and this morning I am windshield-wiping frost off the glass and it’s 47 degrees and also it is February so everything is fine and totally normal.

Am I going to quit my job? I might. A late night sync-call, I join without others — new people, my new boss — necessarily clocking that I have done so, I hear the tail end of a very candid convo. Lay-offs. “The board has ZERO confidence in this org to deliver, it’s time for a change.” A totally bonkers, bat-shit plan to pivot to crypto? “We’ll be on the rocket.” I spend the rest of the night in mounting dread. All executives are assholes, but am I working for douches?

Next day I pull a spread mid zoom call: “WTF is going on at this company” Hierophant, 7 Coins, 2 Rods, all reversed. I message a friend about the reading. “Jesus, is like… weird illegal, grifty shit going down? Shady leadership?” In the mouth of two witnesses, el oh el. I am spiraling and just so so tired.

I apply for a job at my old job, send out some feelers. A friend from another old job reaches out from the ether: any chance you’re looking for a new opportunity? Two calls with his bosses tomorrow.

Something must be done about the phrase “nice to e-meet you.” It sends me into the void, staring into the space between electrons. “E…meet… you?” We haven’t met. You just… sent me a calendar invite, this is literally our first and only interaction.