No one’s in the creative area. Well, it IS Sunday. I
arrived with my instant-scoliosis backpack, a half-finished can of Coke Light
and my light turquoise handbag, ready to take a look at the work, and… there
was nothing to look at. No email, no note on my desk. Either I misremembered the
discussion with the creative teams last night or nothing’s really finished, and
I am here way too early for any sort of productivity.

One big

There are stormclouds gathering –
their dark gray billows encroaching on what was a sunny Sunday afternoon.

I think I’ll go take a