Frenzy here. Too many offices being like steam-cleaned – you can almost see the steam coming out of their ears, man. Orders from the top – uh, sorry – suggestions from the corner office that everyone needs to clear up, clean out, throw out clutter and get ready to groove. We’re going to have changes in just way everything, it sounds like, and all of us need to get in a better head place. So, okay, no prob here. Overheard Madame Zombra muttering to herself (she does that a lot) something about “Free the Chi” and that just makes it happening, you know?
Maaaybe I’ll even find my love beads. Talk about remembrance of things past… A.R. Tist