Boy, that Tower card has some powerful mojo

I just got laid off. I showed up to work a couple of minutes late, ate a candy bar, smoked a cigarette and then got called into the conference room.

I'm remarkably calm. Feeling sorta free, actually. Like it's karma telling me it's time to get out of this city. Thoughts and possibilities running through my head.

Should I just dedicate myself to improving the hell out of Arrakis? In three months, I could probably increase the value of this house pretty signiificantly.

Should I even bother looking for a job in this city?

One way or another, I guess I should update my resume. Maybe see a career counselor.

I guess I don't need to worry about finding someone to cover my shifts while I'm in Milwaukee in two weeks.