After a delightful long weekend in Toronto, it was back to work, packing and panicking, and trying to find any spare time at all to try to keep current with what’s going on out at the hangar.
Two images stuck with me all week:
Remember this scene near the end of “Deep Impact,” after the comet’s hit? Metaphorically, I’ve been Lea Leoni in this scene every freaking day.
I’ve been trying to be this mouse all week. I don’t know how well it worked, I feel a lot more like an owl pellet at the moment.