LIKE A WHIRLPOOL IT NEVER ENDS
Things to remember: new names, new faces, what jobs go with which faces and names, which departments are where, the layout of the building, where I am, how to find things, where the bathrooms are, what my new phone number is, what my new email is, what my new work address is. I’m so dizzy, my head is spinning. Is there a limit to the new things a brain can hold? Does information overload actually result in the gasping, frenzied deaths of millions of tiny grey cells? I am both enervated and fatigued. Many things will be very good once...