Not another day!

paris nine am
shining sun
does not want to work

This does not reflect the opinion of this diarist. I felt fine this morning, and up to the tasks at hand. I had my yearly personal review meeting with my boss. Although I had last-minute stage fright, I shouldn't have had. It went smoothly. She is the type of manager who always addresses an issue by presenting the solution, or the goal to reach. It was actually a good moment, a good discussion.

J.'s been faring a bit better these last few days: it lightens (and illuminates) my days.

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