Goat cheese and crackers

A jar of jam, a pile of crackers, two heaps of goat cheese, and a zero sugar root beer, rest on a wooden cutting board.

This is the lunch of a man who just spent an hour crafting an email. He is frazzled. He is painfully aware of how insignificant that sixty minutes was in the greater cosmos. He wonders if Corporate America is just some sick joke by a greater entity pulling the strings of the universe for a laugh. It must be.

Goat cheese and crackers, though. What a treat.